Lady Gaga’s Alejandro is mesmerizing in its decadence, shamelessly in debt to Christopher Isherwood’s Cabaret, Rudolf Valentino, any number of tales about Latin Lovers, Alexander the Great and, finally, that unbeatably hypnotic premonition: the triumphal return of Nazism.
Gaga’s eternal return to the garb of a Nun … The Nun … is a backhanded tribute to her Catholic role model, Madonna.
The key, however, to her triumph over the World’s Music Empires, and The World Media That Makes Them, lies in the unshakably blasé expression on her face.
Obviously nothing about success could faze a Disciple of Madonna who has clearly fantasized how boring it might be to spend the night in bed with Genghis Kahn.
You’re Blasé
by
Ord Hamilton and Bruce Sievier
You’re deep
Just like a chasm!
You’ve no
Enthusiasm!
You’re tired
You’re uninspired!
You’re blasé!
Alejandro stands for Alexander the Great and his gang-banging troops, goose-stepping their way through the imaginations of Third Millennium Mankind and, indeed, being sexually irresistible to that greatest of impossible dreams, the Catholic Nun.
The climactic and highly consensual Gang Rape of Lady Gaga is received with her trade-markedly blasé resignation.
Nothing goes to Lady Gaga’s head … well … figuratively speaking … including sexual ecstasy!
It’s the challenge, men and women, boys and girls!
A bottomless well of insatiable need that is forever singing one of Peggy Lee’s greatest hits: Is That All There Is?!
Comedians and comediennes make a great living off of the same formula: behave as if all the laughter and money in the world wouldn’t mean a thing to them and, guess what, they start receiving, in Lady Gaga’s case, a bit of all that money and most of the world’s attention.
What draws me in particular to Lady Gaga is the accuracy of her prophetic visions!
Yes, indeed, both she and I know we are approaching an inevitable World War III … and with all of the cold ruthlessness of Adolf Hitler and the domestic butchery of Mao Tse Tung.
The human race also senses the same thing and cannot help itself from watching Lady Gaga … like deer caught in the dreams of their own demise!
We are undoubtedly living in Biblical times, fulfilling Biblical prophecy.
Which of the Old Testament’s greatest prophets Lady Gaga identifies with would be interesting to know, given our ability to sneak-peak her visionary flights-of-fancy first hand.
Or, if you’ll forgive me, a kind of Dan Brown/Nikos Kazantzakis/Martin Scorsese vision of a female Christ?!
She’s hip … and she’s Alaskan ice caps cooler than those would-be theologians.
If you’re betting on the Second Coming, you could do a lot worse than giving Lady Gaga at least a few minutes consideration.
That’s how she’s ultimately selling herself.
Who knows?
Perhaps Dan Brown’s Da Vinci Code gave her the idea!
Her enemy … and the repeatedly avowed enemy of the enlightened despots, from Marx to Mailer, is the same mortal enemy of Christ: hypocrisy.
“Judge not lest ye be judged!”
So far I’ll take her on the terms her last video sells her on: the imperturbably blasé essence of a Goddess who just can’t find her equal!
We’ll need a Second Coming … if only to sing to her Blasé!
While reaching for the moon
And stars up in the sky,
The simple things of normal life
Are slowly passing by!
You sleep,
The sun is shining!
You wake,
It’s time for dining!
There’s nothing new
For you to do!
You’re blasé!!!!!!!
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