Watch: Lorde visits Hampstead Heath in 'Hammer' trailer
June 19 (UPI) -- New Zealand singer Lorde is previewing new music.
The music artist, 28, will drop the song "Hammer" and an accompanying music video Friday.
She announced the upcoming release with a 17-second preview clip Wednesday.
Viewers see the singer sitting on a park bench in Hampstead Heath park in London, with pigeons sitting on her shoulders. She wear her hairs in braids and runs down a hill.
In an Instagram post Wednesday, Lorde said that "Hammer" would be the last song she drops ahead of her upcoming album Virgin, which arrives June 27. She described the single as "an ode to city life and horniness to be honest" in the caption.
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She previously released the tracks "Man of the Year" and "What was That."
The album will also feature the songs "Shapeshifter," "Favorite Daughter," "Current Affairs," "Clearblue," "GRWM," "Broken Glass," "If She Could See Me Now" and "David."
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The train from central London to Ascot is a hotbed of sharp suits, stunning designer dresses and brow sweat. It's 26C (79 Fahrenheit), summer has finally arrived in England, and, for the immaculately dressed people heading for a day at the races in the Royal Borough of Windsor and Maidenhead, that's perfect timing. Advertisement For a start, it gives the above-average ratio of people who have decided to wear sunglasses on the train an excuse to keep them on, despite the carriage being in the shade and, well, inside. Without meaning to stereotype, there are a lot of people who really, really love themselves on this train. To be blunt, it's a high tosser ratio. Much higher than usual. Normally, a train full of people heading to a sporting event, a football match, for example, would involve at least some discussion about the day ahead. Two blokes in this carriage are discussing the relocation of Abercrombie & Fitch. There is some chat about the impending race day. 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Tennis at Queen's Club, polo at Hurlingham, more racing at Epsom, cricket at Lord's, rowing at the Henley Regatta… all early summer events within a 40-mile radius stretching west of the UK's capital city, where the on-field action often feels secondary to the social buzz that surrounds them. So, who exactly attends these events? And do they actually care about the sport? The Athletic donned its finest attire to find out. At Ascot, the five-day race card is open to all (there is a £35 ticket option), but it also welcomes royalty, Andrew Lloyd Webber and lots of well-spoken blokes in top hats. 'Look at her, she's got nothing on her shoulders,' one irate woman points and speaks in angry, hushed tones to her friend. 'That's not for a royal occasion.' Advertisement Royal Ascot is about what you wear as much as it is about horses. The latter is more important to the majority of people in attendance. That and flashing your cash. 'I know more about finance than everyone here put together,' a bashful chap states to his weary companion, who replies with silence. He must be quite the finance guru, seeing as there are tens of thousands of people here, part of an overall five-day attendance that will top 250,000, making Royal Ascot one of Britain's best-attended sporting events. Before The Athletic can ask this incredible man for advice, there is a smattering of noise around the amphitheatre-esque oval ring. Ah, the national anthem has started. Hat off. Time to pay your respects, or even record it on your phone. Polite applause follows as the King and Queen are paraded for our entertainment in a horse-drawn carriage. 'Three cheers for the King,' an enthusiastic royalist bellows. This is all part of a tradition that dates back 200 years, beginning when George IV attended Ascot in 1825 with the Duke of Wellington. Queen Elizabeth II was British racing's greatest ambassador and a successful owner in her own right (she had more than 20 Royal Ascot winners). She also genuinely loved the sport, having regular catch-ups with her racing manager and only missing one Royal Ascot meeting (in June 2022, three months before she died). King Charles III does not have the same affinity for the sport, but he does his best, taking on his mother's stable of horses and waving dutifully at the Royal Ascot parade, which takes place every day before the first race. It is part of several traditions that racegoers still adhere to in 2025, such as the dress code. If you're sat in the Royal Enclosure, banned items include strapless or one-shoulder dresses, see-through fabric, midriffs, bow ties, cravats or neckerchiefs. Instead, women must wear a dress or skirt that falls just above the knee or longer, or a trouser suit of matching material or colour, and a hat or headpiece with a minimum diameter of four inches. 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Positioned just outside Barons Court underground station, one of its staff is stood outside selling picnic boxes with four classic British cheeses for £15. Or a sparkling apple juice for £3.50. A man in vanilla trousers and a blue shirt marches down the street, having bought a Panama hat. Unbeknownst to him, the label is bouncing off the back. There's no official dress code at Queen's, but most people dress exactly the same anyway, particularly the men. Light trousers, light shirt, Panama hat. Done. Everyone tends to drink the same, too; Pimm's, at £34 a jug or £12 a glass. It's also incredibly well positioned, just a five-minute walk from Barons Court on the London Underground and sat almost invisibly among rows of terraces and marbled houses and apartments. A posh version of Everton's (now former) football ground Goodison Park, basically. 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