Judas and interesting article?
What do you think of Lady Gaga's Judas? I personally like it because I'd rather watch that than videos of girls in bikinis, cars and big houses.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wagn8Wrmzuc
I think this following article is interesting. Although I do like her and know she can sing and play piano and is capable of good lyrics, she should just focus on making quality songs than thinking about what to wear next.
http://www.calgaryherald.com/entertainment/Gaga+before+blond+ambition+fades+away/4744093/story.html
Lady Gaga Presents the Monster's Ball Tour: At Madison Square Garden airs tonight at 9 p.m. on HBO Canada.
Everyone loves a spectacle, the old maxim goes.
Unless, of course, you're eight and that spectacle involves members of the local constabulary leading your parents out of your house at two in the afternoon on a warm summer day wearing nothing but handcuffs (their own) and the front and back end of a donkey costume (rented).
If that's the case, not only does it ruin a pretty awesome birthday game of lawn darts, but for the rest of your life Eeyore's pain becomes your very own (oh, bother).
In the grand scheme of things, in the current cultural context, American pop diva Lady Gaga is that braying, parental role-playing scenario -a spectacle so ridiculous and yet so obvious that you can't help but feel a little sorry for all parties involved.
And make no mistake, these days everyone is and wants to be involved in the Lady Gaga business -from the millions of Little Monsters which she calls her fans (an endearing yet somehow patronizing term akin to, say, Tiny Barnacles or Lobotomized Monkeys) to all of the magazines, TV shows and websites devoted to building up and tearing down those small of talent and large of ambition.
And ambition (blond or otherwise) is the one thing Gaga can truly lay claim to as evidenced by the promotion of her upcoming album -a thing with songs and music on it -which has made her omnipresent, blitzing/manipulating all manners of media and saturating everything with her taint (or is that still a rumour?), including an HBO special tonight and an appearance on American Idol next week.
It all kicked off in earnest last month, when, to prove she hadn't stolen Madonna's career and material while Her Madgesty was feeding off the livers of kittens -it's either an antiaging thing or a hobby -Gaga offered an interview where she wept, denied, got angry, went "ruh-tard" on people and then resumed stealing everything from the original virgin she could get her hands on, up to and including the gum from her gym bag (nothing masks kitty blood like Double Mint).
In fact, ripped right from the Totally Not Madonna I Really Really Mean It Playbook is Lady Gaga's latest single and video Judas, which goes the tried and true route of aiming for righteous indignation over misappropriation of Christian imagery.
True, raising the hackles of the religious right is the outrage equivalent of repeatedly punching a fast-food mascot in the face -easy, unnecessary, yet still kind of funny -but it's also not really something one needs to resort to so early in their career.
Hell, name aside, even Madonna gave us a few years of harmless midriff baring, wedding dresses and fishnets before following the natural evolution to peep-show skeeze then full-on biblical heretic by challenging our image of the saviour as bearded, lilywhite hippie.
But Gaga, her career and the spectacle she surrounds herself with, all seemed to start at 11. And she seems to be gunning for higher. Maybe that speaks directly to her ambition, maybe it's more about the accelerated world in which we live, or maybe, just maybe, it speaks exactly to the levels of her talents, such as they are.
As a singer, she's competent but hardly unique. And as a writer, let's face it, Lady Gaga's songs aren't good, they're garish. They're flamboyant disco anthems with atrocious lyrics (yes, "ear condom") that are tarted up and shouted at you so that you don't realize the coatcheck girl is pocketing your loose change. Granted, the number of covers of Poker Face, Paparazzi and Bad Romance that are out there may say something, but keep in mind there are just as many of Rebecca Black's Friday and that Bed Intruder guy.
It would be far too lazy and obvious to write that "the empress has no clothes" and then follow it up with cracks about "unless it's proteinthemed" or "from Baby Gap's Lil' Call Girl Collection," so instead we'll just say that Lady Gaga is spectacle, nothing more and nothing less. And how long she lasts is how long the neighbourhood is willing to stand around gawking and whispering about her at their bridge games.
But the one thing to keep in mind is that, as with all spectacles, the back end of a donkey costume is still twice as much ass as you really need.
And her 'shocking' stuff seems a bit predictable, but I will listen to whatever she puts out. She does fascinate me.
