Considering Lady Gags, Minus the Finance

Much of the thought devoted to Lady Gaga has considered her as either a financial entity and/or as a marketing entity-or a straight-up market entity, taking into account the fact that currency is attention and attention is her business. (Um yes and business is good!) But what happens when you judge her as an aesthetic entity, as straight homosexualist Mark Dery does? Let us say he finds her lacking.

“Gaga is the poet laureate of the supremely banal: porntastic fantasies about riding your disco stick and bluffin’ with my muffin, ‘getting shit wrecked,’ dry-humping under the disco ball, dreaming of fame, becoming famous, world-wearily lamenting the Faustian bargain of-yawn-fame, and popping a wide-on worthy of the Sex and the City crew over ‘Louis, Dolce Gabbana, Alexander McQueen, eh ou,’ and of course Manolo.”

It goes on. (AND HOW.) Apparently she compares very unfavorably to Freddie Mercury, but who among us doesn’t? (via)