No Strings

"its filler."

"I'd hope so, you're live in half an hour. I'll send a car to your house. Just be ready." He hangs up. Ugh. Men are so impatient..

'Get a new manager' is at the top of my to do list.. Maybe just after 'do the radio interview'.

Luckily, I always have Electra Heart outfits prepared. Upholding the image is tiring already, but it's a really beautiful era that I'm so so proud of.

If only everyone else agreed.

Soon enough I get to the studio, they wire me up and I'm polite to all the crew. It takes surprisingly little time for them to get me on air, but then again, I was almost late. Before I know it, I'm half way through the interview.

"So Electra Heart is your alter ego?" The interviewer asks, not even sounding like he wants to know the answer.

"Kind of, kind of not.." I start. I can't just tell him his research is wrong. I'd seem rude. "She's a character I created to explore heartbreak and the tragedies of love, to make the listener question if they're the heartbreaker or the heartbroken. More often than not, they're both."

"Right." He says, uninterestedly. It's kind of insulting. "Who's someone in the industry you'd like to be like?"

I absolutely hate this question. They don't ask men this, and if I wanted to copy someone else what would the point be in doing it myself?

"Well I suppose I take inspiration from and look up to Madonna, and I love Britney.. But I wouldn't really say I want to be like them. I'm only a singer to give my opinions in a way they'd reach the most people they could."

"So you wanna be like Britney?" The guy smiles, completely disregarding what else I had to say. "you been to any of her concerts?"

"No, no one ever held concerts in Wales." I answer simply. I understand the type of interview this is.

"That's where you're from, huh? And London. Wales and London are pretty close right?"

"I suppose on the map of the world they are" I joke. Americans don't understand that not everywhere in the UK is close to London. "But yeah, I've been back and forth between London, Wales and Greece my whole life." I pause "I'm half Greek."

"Your surname means diamonds in Greek right?" He asks, I nod

"Yeah, it does."

"I bet you get tired of being asked who or where the diamonds are" he laughs at his own joke. I fake a laugh too, it's the least I can do.

"I do a bit" I glance at my manager through the glass that separates the studio from the lounge, he just smiles. He knows it's a shitty interview.

"You know people compare you to Lana Del Rey."

I sit up a bit at that. I certainly pay more attention.

"Do they? In what way?" I ask. I can't escape her.

"Well, you're both sad, both not very mainstream.."

"My category is sad and alternative?" I ask, he nods "interesting." I pause. I have an opportunity to seem confident about Lana, it'll throw her off if she hears. "I actually saw Lana last night on a talk show. I think she's a wonderful artist and it was really nice to see her."