“because she has a P-P-P-Poker face!!!I is what I was told when I wondered via FaceBook what the allure of Lady Gaga was. Having heard her ‘name’ creeping into the English language almost as an adjective on a few different occasions, I began to wonder just how big do you have to be to have the suffix ‘-esque’ attached to your name? Well apparently the feathered, lobstered and gaffer’s taped one has just stepped into that syntax called the ‘common English vernacular.’ She may even be well past ‘Urban Dictionary status but don’t quote me on that. I quickly hit up itunes to listen to a snippet of songs deemed “gagaesque” oh and some real Lady Gaga penned slaggy ditties to boot. Can we talk sugary, blippy, syncopated hooks? I see the allure, if you like late nineties Madonna during her time with William Orbit and the next year when she channeled Che Guevara. I get the seventh grade allure, but not the her lyrics.
GaGa, ooh la la
Want your bad romance
I want your ugly, I want your disease
I want your everything as long as it’s free
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
I want your drama, the touch of your hand
I want your leather studded kiss in the scene
I want your love, love, love, love
I want your love
(Love, love, love, I want your love)
You know that I want you
And you know that I need you
I want a bad, bad romance
I can only think that quite possibly the heavy use of onomonpaeia speaks to the post- natal Pre-K period in one’s life and recalls those first days of speech. Nevertheless, assessing the possible reasons for “The Lady Gaga Allure” did not further propel me down the road of knowing why SOME people might be Gaga over Gaga…
When I google-imaged “gaga” I found her unsmiling, Sugical taped “X’s” taped to her teats and face encrusted in white sticks arranged not unlike the Eagle’s nest that we gawked at when we visited the Santa Ana Zoo. Trying desperately to make some sort of connection in efforts to ‘understand’ the hoopla surrounding this astounding vision of faux-glam.
It seems to me that ‘glam’ and ‘shock’ were brought to new levels of interest and even ‘artfulness’ in more creative, non-forced and very ‘natural’ ways if you can even say that about the genre, in the 70’s and 80’s. Madonna bringing up the rear and into the nineties with her Gaultier phase. Bowie comes to mind as the crown prince of Glam, David Johanssen, and of course Elton John. And there were even really great stabs at it after that. The seventies invented it, the eighties played with it. The genre was believable enough, though some results were half-hearted…think Cyndi Lauper, whom made a good run of it, but ultimately fell visually transparent. Lucky for Cyndi and for us, once she opened her mouth, she became high art and we all fell in love with her. Why did it work? These folks really rocked it, they believed it. Most important we saw their PERSONALITY through the art that adorned them and we were enthralled. Whether it was Wendy-O-Williams of Plasmatics fame with her mohawk, glaring absence of clothing save for black electrical tape…YOU’VE SEEN THE CAR…NOW SEE THE BUS!!! Wendy-O rankled our nerves, made us laugh, gawk and dared us to let go of all our inhibitions.
How long can one really TRY hard to shock, to entertain by taking great lengths to garner gawking and then hide? The real reason Gaga fails, is that her persona is forced and thus she will not ultimately be able to propel hersfelf into glam uber-status. This is why Madonna scoffs, she must know this. To say that Madonna considers Gaga a ‘copy-cat’ is to sell Madonna short. Madonna is and was much more of a artful performer. In costume, music and complexity. She was relevant always. Relevancy and personality. That is what Gaga is missing. Gaga is Mark Kostabi to Madonna’s DeCherico.
For example on Larry King recently, I was encouraged to see that Gaga landed a gig with “The suspendered one” and that “haus of Gaga ‘ ideated the prospect of her going on dressed just like Larry! (a negative version of his outfit anyway…black shirt, white suspenders and dark glasses). What a joy! How Dada! I was eager to see how she goofed on him but hoped it would also be in a nice way)…But what did Ms. Stephanie Germanotta do with this great situation? NOTHING. She intentionally slowly and uneasily answered Larry King’s questions, causing Larry to seem aloof, to feel that the interview was not working, and generally made the interview no fun to watch. I have to admit, wearing a “Larry outfit” and goofing on Larry would have been pretty cool, which recalls the John Lydon with Tom Snyder interview in ’77, this was an amazing example of punk rock journalism, but I’m sure Gaga has no idea…
She had the chance to make everyone laugh, to show us that she ‘gets’ this. That all of this has a point and that she’s really been goofing on us! or herself, or best yet, on “the fame machine.” If she is goofing on fame and glamour, then this whole thing is hilarious and I sincerely mean that. But she hasn’t let us in on the joke and we’re standing by waiting. I just don’t see the half-hearted propensity of it all.