The Lady GaGa post

Lady GaGa is a crazy, sexy, new wave, glam rock alien, who performs wearing twirly, silvery hula hoop gyroscope things... with dangly chandeliers on her head. She seems like just the sort of colorful character we should be featuring on Monsters and Rockets - she is a monster, and a rocket. And yet I can't call myself a fan, exactly.

Her music is okay and her videos are neat to look at and it's fun to watch her shock the normals. I mean, check out this outfit she wore during a recent interview, made from dozens of skinned Kermit the Frogs:




After all these years of Joan Rivers and those other "Fashion Police" hags sneering that some starlet's $40,000 red carpet outfit looked like she'd skinned a Muppet, Lady Gaga called their bluff and just skinned some freakin' Muppets. Say what you wanna say, but this is a girl with a pair of big, shiny disco balls.

But as hard as her ladyship tries to dazzle and appall, I find myself only mildly impressed and occasionally amused. Check out the video for her latest single, Bad Romance.



It's a lot of weird stuff, but to what end? (And it's not that weird. I watched this video a few hours ago, and now the only visual I still remember is the dancers with the vinyl tulip heads. Well, and the guy with the Baron Underbheit jaw.) Maybe it would be different if Ms. GaGa had really fantastic tunes to back it all up, if she was another Bowie or Prince, or even a Madonna. But she feels more like another Gwen Stefani, a talented, attention-seeking girl who has worked very hard but lacks that spark of mad genius that could make her great.

But Lady GaGa's music seems a lot less important to people than the strange girl who sings it (Did you know that she's actually a tool of the Illuminati? Did you know she's, um, maybe not really a lady?) and I suspect she's fine with people thinking almost anything about her... As long as we are thinking about her.

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