I'm ga-ga for Gaga
I have many a celebrity crush, but none quite as strange or unique as Stefani Germanotta.
Typically, I fall for uber-classy actresses: Amy Adams, Cate Blanchett, Kate Winslet, Zooey Deschanel and, I must confess, even Meryl Streep, who seems so funny and down-to-earth despite the fact that everyone in Hollywood treats her like she's Acting Jesus. (No, I didn't think she was hawt in the habit in "Doubt." But I defy you to not be delighted by her in the otherwise terrible "Mamma Mia!")
But then there's Miss Germanotta, whom the world knows better as Lady Gaga. She's not very classy, she's not an actress, and she's not even pretty. But that's why I like her.
Lady Gaga rules because she's totally unremarkable in the looks department (despite her ridiculous body) but acts as if she's God's gift to men, strutting around with crazy outfits, crazy makeup and crazy dance moves. She's like some unholy combination of Madonna and Grace Jones, rocking our world with perfect pop songs and letting her freak flag fly.
Her interview in the July issue of Maxim (I only get it cuz another mag I subscribed to folded, I swear!) reveals I'm on the right track: "I love Grace Jones and David Bowie because they played with gender, with what 'sexy' means," she says. She's also very blunt about the kind of music she makes: "When you listen to a song like 'LoveGame' is it communicating my soul to you? No. ... I make soulless electronic pop."
Daughtry covers "Poker Face"
"Poker Face" for orchestra?!?!?
But what glorious electronic pop it is. The four ubiquitous songs that begin her album, "The Fame," are guilty-pleasure classics, and "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich" isn't far behind. If an artist with one album can have a masterpiece, Lady Gaga's must be "Poker Face," which hasn't left my head for the better part of 2009, and has been covered by both Chris Daughtry and Weezer. I knew that song had conquered pop culture when my mother started singing it. There's something both invigorating and disturbing about "Poker Face"; does the "ma-ma-ma-my" part sound like the creepy chanting from the "Eyes Wide Shut" orgy to anyone else? I wouldn't be surprised if it's a sample from that. And Gaga wouldn't look out of place in that scene, would she?
I wonder where Lady Gaga's second album will take her. Will her career be as varied and interesting as Madonna's, or will she simply remake "The Fame" over and over again? I certainly hope for the former, because it would make the pop landscape so much more interesting.


Gaga is awesome. (I think she's a long way from becoming the next Madonna, seeing as Madonna is still rocking ass, but I digress.) I've found that the older I get, the more I love silly pop music. You can only listen to angry, whiney white boys with guitars for so long before you want to punch them in the mouth. I just want something fun to sing along to in the car.
really really lame.
lame lame lame.
lame.
So flippin lame.
Really?
Really really?
no....Really?
so lame.
lame.
lame lame lame lame lame!
It's not cute any more.
lame.
also.
not surprised.
Thanks for all that constructive criticism.
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I care...I care...i'm the only one in your life that cares that you stop being lame...i believe in you. I do. I believe that somewhere in there, in that brain of yours that is so adept at defending the lamest of things is an astute artistic observer...
I have been reading this blog waiting for the genius inside you to come out, I swore you had it in you to be an ebert, roeper, or siskel or gene shallit...the kid's got the passion, the kid's got the knowledge...the devotion...
but the kid is devoted to one other addiction: Lameness.
This is sad. Instead of offering anything to the world, in this culture which is being overthrown and overrun and flooded by the Lameslide™ the mudslide of lame, you're content to cheer it on.
When the culture of the world says "eat shit and die", you smile with yr brown stained lips and say "It's delicious! May I have another!"
It makes me sad, and sick.
But you don't have to be lame. You don't have to at all. You can stop. Stop loving the lame sean. Stop it. stop being lame.
love your friend.
DW
I have the passion, and maybe some of the knowledge. The reasons why they don't always come out in this particular forum are varied and many; the solution may lie in me starting a separate, independent blog. (That's not a bad idea, actually. Hmmm ...)
I suppose we can argue until we're blue in the face over whether or not Lady Gaga is lame. I think she's well on her way to becoming the next Madonna, which is far from lame in my book. Madonna managed to stay relevant (to me, anyways) far longer than anyone would have predicted; I even liked the "American Life" album, for cryin' out loud.
I am definitely loving the pop right now, which says more about my present state of mind than anything else. Lady Gaga, The Veronicas and Demi Lovato are giving a musical pick-me-up this year, it's as simple as that.
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committed to the lame.
Wait Demi Lovato...isn't that like...for pre-teen girls? dude there's no argument...this is bad stuff. just bad.
why is it that the awful crap will always dominate. Or is it that it's empty horrible music that fills your empty horrible life.
so sucky, so so sucky. I think you're stuck on suck.
I'm gonna write a song about SeanS called
Stuck on Suck
the boy's got an opinion
the boy's got some pluck
the boy's got a journal
the boy's got no luck
he knows he missed the party
he knows he missed the ball
he knows he missed his mommy
when the lights began to fall
yea the boys a writer
got some fingers full of words
the boys writing his feelings
making sure that he gets heard
but the boys got a problem
and some say what the fuck
cuz the boys got a switch in his head
and the switch is stuck on suck
Yea stuck on suck!
stuck on stuck yea!
stuck on suck!
stuck on suck!
That wasn't constructive criticism, dumbo. It was mockery, well-earned.