On paper, a pop star like Lana Del Rey marrying an alligator tour guide made no sense and yet, all of the sense at the same time. That goes double for “White Feather Hawk Tail Deer Hunter”, the latest slow trickle from her purported new album, Stove. Ever since I overheard a studio hand allege that she’d often disappear during the recording sessions of Born to Die and would later be found doing something random like staring at the nutrition label on a box of powdered sugar inside a convenience store, there’s no telling what’s going on inside of her mind. It doesn’t matter. It always works, even if it’s coming under the spell of said-alligator guy’s voodoo through mumble rap whispers about being pushed around on a John Deere while making trad wife chores sound — well, not the ideal of domestic bliss, but at the very least a best attempt to turn them into something morbid and strange. Add in a touch of Snow White-gone-Southern gothic whimsy with those whoopsie-daisy-yoo-hoos, and it’s easy to hear why despite best efforts to tune her siren chanteuse songs out, they still find a way of pulling you back into her world.

Lana Del Rey’s “White Feather Hawk Deer Hunter” single is available now on Interscope Records.