I really wanted to write a blog about Lady Gaga, and how annoying she’s become- but every time I start (which has been exactly four times over the past two days) I end up repeating the same formula: I write a witty title, stop, sigh, and realize that I’m just too bored to continue. You see- her antics don’t challenge or even upset me, because she has essentially become that crappy drama kid from high school. The one that is STARVED for attention… always performing, has to be the lead in every play, and would upstage anyone no matter the moment. Trying desperately to be so unique that it’s no longer cute, artsy, or intelligent- it’s obnoxious. I understand, that Gaga is celebrating pop culture and the insanity that is FAME, but really- if she’s making a commentary on it- she needs to have a little fun or actually (shock) have a point… because being an artist doesn’t mean you have to be an asshole.
Hey Gaga-
I have an idea, how about dousing your body with petroleum oil in the middle of Times Square (since you love NY so damn much), then take a hair bath to wash it off. It’s edgy, weird, and demonstrates the need for hair donations for the Gulf Coast clean up. You’re in a position to really utilize your comet like rise to celebrity in quirky awesome ways that could potentially change the face of pop music and teenage culture.
Or you can continue to be a douche who plays crappy music…