Lady GaGa cemented her mainstream outreach which began with “A GaGa Thanksgiving,” then proceeded with “A Very GaGa Holiday” album and concluded with the “GaGa Workshop”, the singers interpretation of “Santa’s Shop” at Barney’s in NYC. And don’t forget all the Lady GaGa-themed gifts from flame pressed-on-nails, spike moto gloves and even an eatable facial likeness cookie! Talk about gagging!
Lady GaGa is the 1%.
I don’t mean that she’s to be hated like those over paid, real estate wrecking wall street bankers, or that she has no talent, only that she won, she’s ubiquitous, she’s rich!
You see society demands a certain amount of commonality, things we all know about and comment upon. This accounts for the growth in reality TV and awards shows. We all watch the Super Bowl, so we can comment on it the following day.
And speaking of football, doesn’t it seem like the song remains the same… but, the teams come and go? I’m referring to Madonna who is set to headline Super Bowl halftime show. Announcement HERE. The league calls the show “the most-watched musical event of the year,” with more than 162 million people tuning in last year in the U.S. alone.
Huh? MTV doesn’t even call itself “Music Television” anymore. What happened to my country when football became the jumping off point to showcase the sad state of affairs of the music business? Madonna is aging so fast you can see the sell-by date. I suggest they should broadcast the performance in 3D so when people get dizzy watching the “cones”, the league will have a wardrobe scapegoat. It was the glasses…yeah, that’s it… the weak battery in the 3D glasses warped the faux glitz and glamour she provided on stage.
Did someone in the NFL front office make a mistake? Was there old farts running focus groups to provide homogenized entertainment to people who don’t really exist and they booked Madonna thinking it was really Lady Gaga?! The NFL enlisting Madonna who is doing her best to look younger than the players is laughable. The nipped and tucked Madonna is a contemporary of the players mothers. Hip-hop runs the NFL. Just check the iPods they listen to to get psyched up before the game.
I’m part of the 99%. And we used to be awed at the show, we used to need to tell everybody about the music. If we speak about Madonna by the water cooler the day after the Super Bowl it’ll be because of a wardrobe malfunction, or something she says. Her music, unlike the game, is dead.
Photo courtesy of Madonna.