Iâ€™m sorry but I canâ€™t hold it in any longer. And some of you are going to hate me for it; youâ€™ll probably even write irate comments at the bottom of this blog post. But I have to do it, and Iâ€™m prepared to suffer the consequences. Sheâ€™s massively popular, and thatâ€™s why youâ€™ll probably hate me when I say this: Give me a break Lady GaGa you bore me to tears.
I know, I know: she sings pretty good songs. â€œJust Danceâ€ and â€œPoker Faceâ€ are massive, and I donâ€™t really mind them. Neither do most people, which seems to be the case since â€œPoker Faceâ€ apparently reached number 1 in nearly 20 countries. I guess a lot of people out there like her so-called glam-rock sound... and her fetish for appearing in her granny-pants underwear.
That, however, is exactly what annoys me so much about her: the underwear. And her outfits, and her pop-culture philosophy she spouts, and of course her hair. Everything about Lady GaGa is so manufactured and self-conscious and fake. Wearing no pants is not shocking and the most eye-catching hairstyle isnâ€™t necessarily platinum with blunt bangs. And youâ€™re not Andy Warhol either so stop making those short films. And I donâ€™t care either if you can have an orgasm just by thinking about sex.
Lady GaGa is a dancing puppet operated by boardroom executives. They all got together over their lattes and pieced her together. â€œWeâ€™ll make her sound glam rock, like the 80sâ€ they probably said. â€œWeâ€™ll get her to talk about orgasms; weâ€™ll make her all â€˜postmodernâ€™; weâ€™ll take her pants off; sheâ€™ll sing songs about being wasted- but songs that are catchy and pop-sounding.â€ Every dimension of Lady GaGa is a clichÃ© with rounded edges for our easy consumption.
In a nutshell I guess Iâ€™m frustrated with Lady GaGa because she seems completely unoriginal. But people out there like her, and so perhaps the problem is with me. Perhaps I shouldnâ€™t evaluate musicians or actors or whatever according to so-called benchmarks of originality; instead I should just listen and watch and, instinctively, either simply â€œenjoyâ€ or â€œdislike.â€
Ok Iâ€™ll try..........
Canâ€™t do it. I keep thinking about those granny-pants and that corny hairstyle.