mercoledì, 07/04/2010

Una mezz’oretta per Lady Gaga

Che la amiate o che la disprezziate, che vi sia indifferente o che facciate finta di non sapere chi sia, nel biennio musicale 2009 – 2010 non potete non fare i conti con Lady Gaga. Il come, il cosa e il perchè ve lo spiega la lunghissima feature di copertina del NY Mag della settimana scorsa, che se avete una mezz'oretta libera  da dedicare a un'icona pop che sa cosa sta facendo merita la lettura.


Gaga’s presence also introduces the formerly unthinkable idea that Madonna, another voracious Italian girl, may really, truly, finally be on her way out. Her new look is an appropriation of Madonna’s circa “The Girlie Show” and “Blonde Ambition” (the darkened brows, the platinum-blonde hair, the red lips), and her music-video director, Jonas Åkerlund, is a major latter-day collaborator of Madonna’s. But the two are very different: Madonna hasn’t had a sense of humor about herself since the nineties, where Gaga is all fun and play. At her core, she’s a young art-school student, full of optimism and kindness, childlike wonder at the bubble world. Though she may not be bisexual herself—of the many friends of hers interviewed for this article, not one of them recalls her ever having a girlfriend or being sexually interested in any woman offstage—her politics are inclusive, and she wants to promote images of as many sexual combinations as are possible on this Earth. Gaga says she’s a girl who likes boys who look like girls, but she’s also a girl who likes to look like a boy herself—or, rather, a drag queen, a boy pretending to be a girl. There’s little that gives her more pleasure than the persistent rumor that she is a hermaphrodite, an Internet rumor based on scrutinizing a grainy video. That’s not Madonna. Madonna wouldn’t pretend she has a penis.


But that’s the genius of Gaga: her willingness to be a mutant, a cartoon. She’s got an awesome sense of humor, beaming tiny surreal moments across the world for our pleasure every day—like the gigantic bow made of hair she popped on her head last year. “One day, I said to my creative team, ‘Gaultier did bows, let’s do it in a new way,’ ” she says. “We were going back and forth with ideas, and then I said”—snaps finger—“hair-bow.” She giggles. “We all fucking died, we died. It never cost a penny, and it looked so brilliant. It’s just one of those things. I’m very arrogant about it.” Her videos are global epiphenomena, like the Tarantino-flavored “Telephone,” with its lesbian prison themes and Beyoncé guest appearance. “Gaga doesn’t care so much about the technical part, but she’s involved in every creative aspect,” says Åkerlund. “We just allow ourselves to be very stupid with each other, and then you get ideas like sunglasses made of cigarettes.” [#]




The Morning Pages – Telephone (Lady Gaga cover)
[una versione niente male, quasi alt-coutry]


3 Commenti a “Una mezz’oretta per Lady Gaga”:

  1. icepick ha detto:

    da quello che dice mi pare la classica fanatica del successo made in USA col cervello infarcito di cazzate, ma sopra la media. ora, immagina dove sta la media…..

  2. inkiostro ha detto:

    (grazie a dio)

  3. chiara ha detto:

    permettimi di segnalare anche bad romance secondo lissie, che graziaddio non è la stessa cosa di lissy trullie: