Not Too Gaga for Gaga Anymore

You know when you’re talking about someone and your friend goes “Who’s that?” and then you start trying to think of those distinctive “identifiers” of that person? Like, “the girl who always wear cardigans” or “the guy who started the food fight”? Well, for probably a solid year, one of my “identifiers” was “the girl who is obsessed with Lady Gaga.”

It’s true. I was obsessed with Lady Gaga. Lady Gaga t-shirt? Check. Lady Gaga email list? Check. Lady Gaga ringtone? Check. Crying over my parents not buying Lady Gaga concert tickets (the first time around at least)? Check, check, and check. 

I’m a little embarrassed to disclose the fact that I did indeed cry (but I would not necessarily say “like a baby”, ahem) after my first failed attempt to ask my parents to buy me Lady Gaga tickets. I know I probably do sound like a spoiled brat right about now, but COME ON! Everyone has an obsession!! I know some of you would KILL (or maybe just cry like me) to meet your favorite Hogwarts student or go see your favorite musician perform, whoever that may be.

Now that I’m done defending myself from the evil, judging minds of my fellow Writing Center tutors (or maybe even other readers! If so, HELLO and please do tell me how you found our super popular blog!), I’m going to get back to the main point:

I was obsessed with Lady Gaga.

Please note the change in bold and italics from the word “obsessed” to the word “was.”

I know…you are just as shocked and sad as I am to be reading that sentence with the new change in emphasis.

The worst part is that this change in heart began very soon after I finally did attend her Monster Ball Tour concert at Verizon Center on Thursday, February 24^th, 2011 at 8 PM. (Yes, I may not be obsessed with her anymore, but I do still remember that date like it’s my birthday. Except I don’t even know what day of the week I was born on…woops.) Not because of the concert, because the concert was AMAZING (yes, so amazing that it deserved to be bolded, italicized, underlined, and capitalized), but because of her new image and music.

She went from being a unique, innovative, creative, avant-garde, controversial, fun kind of crazy…:

…to just plain CRAZY:

Please refrain from saying “I told you so,” “I knew it all along,” or “Took you long enough.” This is the unfortunate transformation of Lady Gaga from a talented, fresh artist who could make pop/dance music and actually could sing, write songs, and play an instrument, while standing up for real problems in the world and being totally out there just enough to get people talking but to also draw them in…to a gimmicky, overly analytical, egotistical, generic pop singer who tries MUCH too hard (as evidenced by the above photos) to stand out.

Gaga, you used to stand out for being DIFFERENT, but now you stand out for just being too WEIRD. But what’s worse than just your image going sour is that your music is too. Your music is what made people, like me, love you. People liked your music first, and then went along with whatever you wore or stood up for.

Mother Monster, I sincerely ask you to please refocus on your music (more of this and much less of this, please!). I’m sorry, but I just cannot stand the “Judas, Juda-ah-ah” part!! There are a million other components of your new songs and music videos that I could criticize, but that would take a series of blog posts (Hey! Not a bad idea….).

Lady Gaga: I may not be obsessed with you anymore, but I am still a loving Little Monster and have hope that this is just a bump in the road and you’ll come back and find yourself…and take my obsession back to me too. If you need help finding me, you can contact me here.