Lana Del Rey has become such a universally loved, consistently rewarding artist that it's almost hard to remember how badly critics wanted you to hate her breakthrough album Born To Die. The artist born Elizabeth Woolridge Grant started putting out music under the name Lizzy Grant and regularly playing small NYC clubs on the Lower East Side in the late 2000s, before choosing the stage name Lana Del Ray (later changed to Lana Del Rey) for her quietly-released 2010 debut album. After selling poorly, the album was pulled, and Lana got out of her deal with her record label 5 Points. The following year, she digitally self-released the songs "Video Games" and "Blue Jeans," the former of which quickly stirred up buzz all across the music blogosphere. Within months, she signed to Stranger Records to give the single a proper release, followed quickly by the news of her major label deal with Interscope. Before she could even release a second single, the backlash began, but Lana was still on her way to becoming one of the biggest new artists on the planet. The entire music industry's eyes were on her "official" live debut, of which reviews were mixed. And after dropping two more singles before the end of 2011 ("Born To Die" and "Off to the Races"), she was booked to perform on SNL before even putting out her album. Famously, she tanked. Two weeks later, with criticisms still coming at her from all directions, Lana released her major label debut, Born To Die, to mixed -- but largely lukewarm and negative -- reviews. It currently has a 62 on Metacritic, the lowest score of any Lana Del Rey album by quite some margin. At the time, people were calling Lana the fastest crash-and-burn that the music hype machine had ever produced.
Did Born To Die deserve at least some of the backlash? I think so. It's clearly front-loaded, with almost all of the singles stuffed into the first half (save for the world-conquering "Summertime Sadness" as the second to last track), and it felt like Interscope rushed its release to capitalize on the buzz. Compared to Lana's subsequent albums, this one is a little unfocused and uneven, and some of the production choices felt subpar compared to what the lush, blissful "Video Games" had offered. But most of the criticism that surrounded this LP 10 years ago has aged like milk. Those who called her "inauthentic" were usually sexist at worst and holding on to soon-to-be-outdated indie rock ideals at best. The people who criticized her image failed to see the sarcasm in it. And for those criticizing her actual music, most were probably too distracted by all the chatter surrounding the album to really listen to it. But music criticism only goes so far; Born To Die went further. The album reached an entire generation of music fans who likely spent more time on Tumblr than on AV Club and Tiny Mix Tapes, and those fans latched onto Lana and crowned her the new queen of alternative pop, critics be damned.