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I don't like Lady Gaga.
Blasphemy alert. I’m a sixteen year old American girl and I don’t like Lady Gaga. And no, it’s not because I don’t like her music, her costumes, or her performances. I just don’t like being manipulated.
Actually, I lied. It’s partly her music, costumes, and performances. But not so much because they’re hideous or outrageous or tiresome. But looking back at those pictures of her as a “normal” girl and seeing what and who she is now, it’s almost insulting. The fact that this girl had to change into something almost non-human to finally get noticed is unsettling, at best. She’s instead this cold, faceless force. No one noticed her when she was trying to “make it”. But then the fame machine (monster, she calls it?) seemed to eat her up and spit out an entirely new person, repackaged and revamped to “shock” us all.
And in the end, it really isn’t even that shocking. It’s almost a little pathetic (and you’ll see what I mean by insulting) when it seems that the state of the nation’s youth has degenerated so much that we need a woman in a mask and sparkling breasts to tell us that we’re all okay. Okay to be different, okay to be loved, the whole package. Because then we really aren’t, are we?
She's been quoted as saying, “I would rather die than have my fans not see me in a pair of high heels. I'd never give up my wigs and hats for anything.” I'm afraid that this mentality about possessions and image, to her millions of female fans, is dangerous. She speaks almost as if these material things are as vital to life as water is. This is the same woman who says that “I'm always saying something about art and music and fame. That's why you don't ever catch me in sweatpants.” She claims that her style and her persona is for art, and yet, it begs the question if she ever does anything for herself. She makes herself a martyr for the love of her fans. And if she is as passionate as she says she is about new frontiers in art, why are the vast majority of her lyrics about sex and money?
I'm not asking her to be anything different, not exactly. Give me a David Bowie reincarnate, an rebel in the music industry. But give me a little more complexity, a little more beauty, a little more thought than just what's on the outside. Give me another facet than just the freaky hair and makeup and clothing, because if that’s all there is, her opinion about simply being yourself is lost somewhere in the jumble of cosmetics and oversized sunglasses. But most of all, give me a break.
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I'm not rejecting Lady Gaga, the person. I'm rejecting the persona, the style, the phenomenon. I don't want to be a part of a strange wave of fascination with someone who just puts on a show.
One of my biggest problems with her is not that she likes clothes or makeup, but that she puts too much of an emphasis on it. It consumes her. I don't like that message, and I don't like how it makes me feel, like I'm someone easily distracted by shiny objects.
I think some of her songs are contagious and fun, but unlike someone like David Bowie (a similar, outrageously fun artist that I ADORE), there isn't any substance in them. I admire that she writes her own songs in a music industry with scores of professional song writers who crank out number one hits like machines, but I think if she put more of her ideals and her philosophy into them, they would mean a lot more.
Thanks for the polite comment though. I have many friends who share your opinion- trust me, you're not alone in disagreeing with me.
This whole thing about doing something new and shocking in music is hardly new. There's a genre called Shock Rock which is rock music combined with elements meant to shock the viewers, it may be lyrics or even live performances. Alice Cooper is one of the original shock rockers and it has worked well for him.
I understand Gaga's almost "need" to been in certain types of clothing, I myself feel uncomfortable in "normal" clothing and dress in a way that stands out. I like doing this but I supposed you'd put my emphasis on clothing as unhealthy.
In today's industry, you need a hook to stand out from the crowd. Gaga has done that through her image, it helped her gain a musical career. Should we look at it as terrible that she didn't get any attention without this? No. There are a lot of people who want to be famous yet do not make it because they do not stand out. Gaga understood that so she made herself stand out.
You're also looking too far into what you quoted whilst missing the obvious. Perhaps she likes wearing high heels and such? Perhaps she hates being seen in anything else. Is that such a terrible thing? Not wanting to be seen in clothing you dislike?
I quite like how she approaches doing stuff for her art, it shows a refreshing commitment towards it that perhaps many forget.
I also believe that in saying she is passionate about new frontiers in her art, that her art is the image. Micheal Jackson was going to do a tour before he died. He would have lip-synced but was going to perform all the dances. That was his art. Not the lyrics, nor the song, but the performance he put on.
I'm sorry, but this whole article is massively biased towards your point whilst barely touching upon other sides of the argument, perhaps to the extent of overlooking the obvious.