Lana Del Rey - Yayo

It's the classic Lana Del Rey method - put a song out with pretty much zero fanfare from herself, but within hours, you could bet your birthday money that the track will have been analysed and dissected and held up as the second coming. It's just the way of the world. And like Lana's previous tracks, new teaser Yayo starts tortuously slowly, only really getting going two minutes or so in.

But whereas Born To Die actually has a good pop melody buried under that chocolaty sea of vocals, Yayo is just the wrong side of sensual artistic spillage. It's like the leftover wash of semi-nothingness that remained after everything else was said and done. As always, there's a real beauty of a song there at the end of the day, but it takes a disproportionate amount of time to dig out, constantly underscored by the vague unsettling-ness of the song's refrain: 'Let me put on a show for you daddy...'

Yayo is Lana's most chilled, ambient track to date - a kind of movie soundtrack-esque track that seems to exist in the spaces between her previous singles. The production, as always, is truly lovely, and in the track's closing outro, it reaches a perfect balance of luxe ecstasy that only Lana seems capable of doing these days.

But as ever, Lana's subtlety is her undoing - in the context of the whole album, a track like Yayo would make absolute sense - but here, after the sexual boldness of Born To Die, it feels like a slow-runner, a third wheel to the all conquering Del Rey juggernaut; albeit, a very pleasant sounding one.