Speechless...or drunk?

First three adjectives that come to mind when listening to this album:

Three favorite songs on album:
So Happy I Could Die

"Nothing is original. Steal from anywhere that resonates with inspiration or fuels your imagination... Select only things to steal from that speak directly to your soul. If you do this, your work (and theft) will be authentic. Authenticity is invaluable; originality is non-existent. And don’t bother concealing your thievery - celebrate it if you feel like it. In any case, always remember what Jean-Luc Godard said: 'It’s not where you take things from - it’s where you take them to.'" (Jim Jarmusch)

Like a collage artist, Lady Gaga crafts and glues pieces of Madonna, David Bowie, Prince, Ace of Base, Pink, Michael Jackson, Christina Aguilera and Boy George to the glossy canvas that is her career. She carefully and purposefully poses each influence in a cohesive layout for the world to view. With the addition of delicate themes such as feminism, sexuality, and monstrosities, Gaga is able to reinvent these icons and emerge as new pop superstar.

Admittedly, I originally thought this Gaga person was "too mainstream" to be worth my liking. I was pretty convinced that this review would end with the conclusion that there wasn't any depth, sincerity or talent. However, somewhere within the last week, those pre-conceived ideas were dislodged. It was somewhere between the catchy Ace of Base style dance beats in "Alejandro," the slight twang in "Speechless," and the edgy, sexualized grittiness in "Teeth" that I came to terms with my appreciation of Lady Gaga.

(...Time lapse...)

My girlfriend made me too many alcoholic drinks on the night I was supposed to finish this blog. Thus, it's going nowhere. Blame her, that sweet thing.

Next Up: Admiral Radley, I Heart California (2010)