Synchromysticism

" Synchromysticism:
The art of realizing meaningful coincidence in the seemingly mundane with mystical or esoteric significance."

- Jake Kotze

November 9, 2015

BTTF and Off to the Races with Lana Del Rey on Melbourne Cup Day?

Lana Del Rey born June 21, 1985.
I recently bought Lana Del Rey's  
Paradise Edition of her album Born to Die and I couldn't help but think of her song Off to the Races on Melbourne Cup Day Nov 3rd, 2015.
But it wasn't until the next day when I looked at the track listing on the album that I realized it could have almost been an eerie soundtrack to the events that happened the day The Cup was run.
Bear in mind the highlighted title tracks below as you read on.
CD1
01 Born to Die
02 Off to the Races
03 Blue Jeans
04 Video Games
05 Diet Mountain Dew
06 National Anthem
07 Dark Paradise
08 Radio
09 Carmen
10 Million Dollar Man
11 Summertime Sadness
12 This Is What Makes Us Girls
CD2
01 Ride
02 American
03 Cola
04 Body Electric
05 Blue Velvet
06 Gods & Monsters
07 Yayo
08 Bel Air

As Back to the Future fans would know, 1985 is the starting point for the movie trilogy.
In the first movie Marty is sent back to Nov 5th, 1955.
In the second movie he is sent to October 21st, 2015 and he has to get a sporting almanac off Biff, so Biff doesn't become a millionaire from betting on results of sporting events he already knows the outcome of and alter the future badly.
Michelle Payne born 29 September 1985 (age 30)
We all know now that the Melbourne Cup was won by a  

female jockey for the first time ever on a 100-1 shot, not only that, but the winning jockey was born in 1985, same year as Lana Del Rey was, and the same year that BTTF starts from.
Ride? Body Electric?
Off to the Races was written by Del Rey and Tim Larcombe, although the title track of the album, Born to Die wasn't written with Tim Larcombe.

Brisbane jockey Tim Bell dies in high-rise fall in Singapore

If you've read my post from a few days ago, 

What a Payne!?
you would have read of the tragic death of another jockey, Tim Bell, that night when he fell from his 12th floor apartment.
Dark Paradise? Bel(l) Air?
And the lyrics to Radio are eerie in hindsight also, considering races are called over the radio.
And as far as the National Anthem goes, check out this story that came out of Melbourne Cup Day -  
Jessica Mauboy says anxiety attack led to her cancelling Melbourne Cup anthem performance
 And as for Cola...well, Marty is always after a free Pepsi...and hopefully it doesn't taste like pussy...whatever Lana Del Rey means by that?-)
But wait...that's not all, because if we travel back to 1985 to see which horse won the Melbourne Cup, we find out it was  
What A Nuisance on November 5th (?!) at odds of 15/1.
 What A Nuisance's dam, Fashion Bell  
(who's dam was named Delmura) 
was a descendant of The Witch, a British mare who was exported to Australia in the late 19th century, becoming the grand-dam of the 1902 Melbourne Cup winner The Victory. 
What A Nuisance was owned by Lloyd J. Williams, an Australian property developer and businessman.
Lloyd J. Williams a property developer?!
 Lloyd!? 
Great Scott!

Del Rey and the 11th of May Syncs 
Oh, and the winner of the 1955 Melbourne Cup was #11, too. 
Great Scott!

2 comments:

Eleleth ר ק D said...

Wheels of Time racing around the Pole of the Still Point

Brizdaz (Darren) said...

Great poetic lyrics from Lana in that Burnt Norton (Interlude)Jason, because the mounting yard (on Australian racetracks like Flemington where The Cup is run)is usually surrounded by roses growing along the fence line and the jockeys and their horses leave and return to the track through that fence-line opening where the roses grow.

Time present and time past
Are both perhaps present in time future
And time future contained in time past
If all time is eternally present
All time is unredeemable
What might have been is an abstraction
Remaining a perpetual possibility
Only in a world of speculation
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present
Footfalls echo in the memory
Down the passage which we did not take
Towards the door we never opened
Into the rose-garden