My love for Lady GaGa grows day by day.

      I love her.  From her oddly shaped and/or oversized sunglasses down to her outrageously feathered and colored stilettos, Lady GaGa is, to me, all that is wonderful.  I mean really, who else is that unapologetically weird and inappropriate?  Marilyn Manson was, but he's just a terrifying individual.  Lady GaGa is just kookily confident and out to entertain.

First let us consider her attire.  Take futuristic punk rock and mix it with cabaret, add a sprinkle of early Madonna, and you've got something resembling Lady GaGa's closet.  Sometimes she basically clothes herself in a bird.  It's like a high fashion catwalk for a perpetual halloween party.

Next, her lyrics.  Are they inspiring us to lead better lives?  Baby when it's love, if it's not rough, it isn't fun...so decidedly not.  Or to question our reality?  I wanna take a ride on your disco stick...no.  Or spark a revolution?  I'm a free bitch, baby...nothing.  But that, friends, isn't the point.  If you're looking for lyrics to live by, or tattoo under your ribs, you may want to avoid the teachings of the GaGa.  But if you're looking for catchy rhymes laced with sexual innuendo and set to an addictive techno beat, go ahead, hold up your glass, and sing along.

Furthermore, entertainment value.  If you say you can't stand Lady GaGa's music, I will believe you to be lying.  Come on.  Because no matter what you say, when GaGa tells you to dance, you will do just that.