Today I thought I’d rant about something very near and dear to my heart, the bizarre concept of celebrity.
And what better way to discuss this phenomenon than by sharing my inability to understand everyone’s fascination with Lady Gaga.
I will admit that she is clearly very talented. I’m not a huge fan of the music she has released or the extreme theatricals she resorts to in order to keep everyone’s attention, but since seeing her on SNL I can’t deny that she clearly has some level of musical talent.
This however doesn’t seem to translate into the work she actually releases.
I don’t object to her music. I just don’t understand it.
I suppose that I should be applauding her clear understanding of what people want to see and hear, because I feel quite alone sometimes in my not understanding the point.
This last one is her current controversy (something that seems to follow her). After cancelling a concert last night in West Lafayette, IN, claiming illness, Gaga appeared to be in full health during her spot on Oprah this morning. Curious.
My point here is not to question whether she was actually ill yesterday or not. I simply wanted to take a look at the phenomenon that is celebrity, by focusing on one in particular. What is it that makes us care so much about the lives of complete strangers? Anyone else could be sick one night and then fine the next morning and no one would question it.
But when you’re a top-selling music artist I guess your held to higher standards in everything, including your ability to suck it up and get on with the show.
I’ll admit her songs are catchy...and props for being able to play the piano in that contraption…