Born to Die is the second studio album and major-label debut by American singer and songwriter Lana Del Rey. It was released on January 27, 2012 by Interscope Records, Polydor Records, and Stranger Records. Del Rey collaborated with producers including Patrik Berger, Jeff Bhasker, Chris Braide, Emile Haynie, Justin Parker, Rick Nowels, Robopop, and Al Shux to achieve her desired sound. Their efforts resulted in a primarily baroque pop record, which sees additional influences from alternative hip hop, indie pop and trip hop music.
Contemporary music critics were divided in their opinions of Born to Die; some commended its distinctive production, while its repetitiveness and melodramatic tendencies were a recurring complaint. The record debuted at number two on the U.S. Billboard 200 with first-week sales of 77,000 copies; it was later certified platinum by the Recording Industry Association of America (RIAA) after moving one million units. Born to Die reached the peak position on eleven international record charts, and has sold 8.5 million copies worldwide as of May 2015.
"Radio" is a song co-written and recorded by American country music artist Darius Rucker. It was released on July 22, 2013 as the third single from his album True Believers. Rucker wrote the song with Luke Laird and Ashley Gorley.
The song is a reflection on the narrator's teenage years: specifically, of borrowing his mother's car to take his girlfriend for a ride, and listening to songs on the radio while doing so.
The song generally received favorable reviews. Bobby Peacock of Roughstock gave the song four and a half stars out of five, saying that "it sounds like the kind of fun song you would want to hear on the radio at a memorable moment." Peacock praised Rucker's "all-smiles delivery" and the song's "incredibly catchy melody and tight production." He also compared its theme to "I Watched It All (On My Radio)" by Lionel Cartwright. Tammy Ragusa of Country Weekly gave the song an A grade, calling it "the perfect marriage of an artist’s effervescent personality with an upbeat song, this one about the love of music." Billy Dukes of Taste of Country gave the song two and a half stars out of five, writing that "the uptempo tribute to young love, open roads and, of course, the radio is familiar and easy to fall for, especially when powered by Rucker’s unequaled exuberance." However, Dukes also called the song "a little fluffy" and "not difficult to forget."
Radio is a 2013 Malayalam–language drama film directed by Umer Mohammed and starring Iniya, Sarayu, Nishan and Sreejith Vijay in pivotal roles. The film was produced by S. C. Pillai whose previous production Passenger was a critical and commercial success.
"Tune in for a change" is the tagline attached to Radio in the credits. The storyline is about a girl Priya who comes to the city for a job as a salesgirl in a jewellery shop,with a load of debt to pay off, played by Sarayu. She is new to the ways and customs of the city life. Her co-worker, Iniya character Shweta, gives her accommodation, since she has no place or relative home to stay in the city. Shweta goes out at every night, where Nishan’s character Manu, comes to pick her up. Whole picture of the storyline is clear, Shweta. a five star prostitute and associate Manu as pimp,for securing her business. It is a shock to Priya when she realizes the truth about Shweta and decides to leave her friendship and apartment.
J'écris sur ce que j'endure
Les petites morts, sur les blessure
J'écris ma peur
Mon manque d'amour
J'écris du coeur
Mais c'est toujours
Sur ce que je n'ai pas pu dire
Pas pu vivre, pas su retenir
J'écris en vers
Et contre tous
C'est toujours l'enfer
Qui me pousse
A jeter l'encre sur le papier
La faute sur ceux qui m'ont laissée
Ecrire, c'est toujours reculer
L'instant où tout s'est écroulé
On n'écrit pas
Sur ce qu'on aime
Sur ce qui ne pose pas
Problème
Voilà pourquoi
Je n'écris pas
Sur toi
Rassure-toi
J'écris sur ce qui me blesse
La liste des forces qu'il me reste
Mes kilomètres de vis manquée
De mal en prose, de vers brisés
J'écris comme on miaule sous la lune
Dans la nuit, je trempe ma plume
J'écris l'abcès
J'écris l'absent
J'écris la pluie
Pas le beau temps
J'écris ce qui ne se dit pas
Sur les murs, j'écris sur les toits
Ecrire, c'est toujours revenir
A ceux qui nous ont fait partir
On n'écrit pas qu'on manque de rien
Qu'on est heureux, que tout va bien
Voilà pourquoi
Je n'écris pas
Sur toi
Rassure-toi
J'écris quand j'ai mal aux autres
Quand ma peine ressemble à la votre
Quand le monde me fait le gros dos
Je lui fais porter le chapeau
J'écris le blues indélébile
Ça me paraît moins difficile
De dire à tous plutôt qu'à un
Et d'avoir le mot de la fin
Il faut qu'elle soit partie déjà
Pour écrire " ne me quitte pas "
Qu'ils ne vivent plus sous le même toit
Pour qu'il vienne lui dire qu'il s'en va
On n'écrit pas la chance qu'on a
Pas de chanson d'amour quand on en a
Voilà pourquoi, mon amour
Je n'écris rien
Sur toi
Rassure-toi