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With the official release of Artpop earlier this week, and Lady Gaga’s press thrust about the new album, some interesting news has come out regarding the star. She is apparently addicted to marijuana claiming to smoke up to 15-20 doobies a day. Wow. That’s a lot. Granted she says it was because of breaking her hip earlier in the year, but still… she’s either exaggerating or just really really messed up. In the Madonna/Salvador Dali tradition of “There is no such thing as bad publicity,” stupidity is always the exception. Either that, or she’s the new Snoop Dogg.
Before we get to the album, Lady Gaga has also released an app to go along with the album called, what else, Artpop. It’s very psychedelic and possibly, if you’ll excuse the pun, drug driven, and attempts to interact with the user and allow them to interact with other little monsters.
You begin your journey with the album’s opening song and concept, “Aura.” The app appears that it should be able to play other tracks from the album as well, but that never worked on my iPhone at least. I guess this is a bit fun, and useful if you want connect with other monsters, but otherwise it’s only fun in an “Oooh, shiny” kinda way.
On to the actual album, Artpop, I have to say I’m not all that impressed. That said, when I first heard the advance single “Applause,” I hated it, then days later it had grown on me to me my favorite song of that moment. “Venus” hit me the same way, at first dislike, but then growth. Weird.
Not fond of the second single, “Do What U Want” with R. Kelly, either. The love song to “Dope” kinda stands out because of Gaga’s comments, but doesn’t seem like a hit to me either. Only “MANiCURE” and “Gypsy” show any first listen promise to my ears. Artpop is sadly full of fairly standard and substandard dance music. I’ve been a little monster since the beginning, but unless all the other songs on this collection start playing fungus and growing on me, I think she may have stumbled with this effort.
With an impending birthday coming this week, after watching the opening number of this year’s MTV VMAs, I had to ask myself two questions. Or rather one question with a choice. Am I old, or has Miley Cyrus lost her mind?
I am concerned for her well being honestly. The woman is clearly out of control, if not under the influence of drugs or alcohol, or just plain stupidity. If she was a close friend, or a member of our families – you know damned straight she’d be long overdue for an intervention.
Yeah, and there it is. It’s not like the VMAs don’t have a reputation for controversy. I remember quite clearly as a young man seeing Madonna hump the floor in a bridal gown while singing “Like a Virgin.” I will never forget that as long as I live. Later shows have tried to recreate or top that moment, but rarely succeeding. It may be time for MTV to stop trying to do that, and just do an awards show. The Oscars and the Tonys have both shown in recent years that ‘just an awards show’ can actually be quite good.
What bothers me most about the Miley Cyrus performance at the VMAs is that no one stopped it, no one pulled her aside and said No. Even Robin Thicke, especially co-conspirator Robin Thicke should have known better. Lady GaGa is outrageous. Madonna is outrageous. But poor Miley just made us feel embarrassed and worried for her.
Outrageous, unique, and controversial are something to aspire to in the entertainment industry, but this was just a freak show, and pitiful and shocking for most of us to watch. And I’m sure Will Smith and his family agrees with me.
Apparently the Superbowl was last night. Some folks were excited about the commercials. Some folks were excited about Madonna. Rumor has it there was even a pretty good football game last night. I didn’t notice, especially seeing how neither the Philadelphia Eagles nor the Dallas Cowboys were involved. But I watched last night’s Super Bowl too, but for none of the above – I watched it for The Avengers!
Yeah, baby! I absolutely can not wait until May fourth! Avengers Assemble!
While the rest of the pop culture universe is going insane hand over fist over cameraphone to get pics of Brangelina’s new twins, me, I’m still thinking about Madonna.
I have a love/hate relationship with the woman I fondly call Muh. I’m not mean; I won’t call her ‘Madge’ like TMZ. I think she’s a wonderful performer and entertainer, possibly one of the most savvy businesswomen around and arguably the best self-promoter on the planet. Her every move is calculated, even when it doesn’t seem like it.
But this, what’s this about? Madonna and A-Rod? Alex Rodriguez of the New York Yankees is the latest to be rumored to be romantically linked to Muh. A-Rod’s wife has apparently lost her mind over this, understandable that, but no one seems to be talking to Muh’s husband Guy Ritchie about any of this. Either way, Madonna thrives on this kind of stuff and Muh will survive. No doubt, baby.
The bigger story might be the age difference between Muh and A-Rod. Alex Rodriguez is 33, while Madonna (according to her official biography at least, and I don’t believe it for a second) is within months of 50. That makes the Immaculate One a cougar, doesn’t it?
Also in evidence would be her new Hard Candy CD in which she’s helped by wunderkind Justin Timberlake and his producer buddy Timbaland, both of whom are around half Madonna’s age.
So while Madonna only has four minutes to save the world and is learning new tricks from ex-boy banders, could it be she’s also teaching ball players two decades her junior new tricks? Older women/younger men relationships are nothing new. Heck, ‘boy toy’ was in the vernacular at least two decades before ‘cougar.’ And the video clip for “Four Minutes” says a lot as well. Just the fact that Muh can keep up with Justin on the dance floor is worth a thousand words.
It’s always been said that women mature faster than men. Add in the fact that women reach their sexual prime in their thirties and men at eighteen and you can see it’s a winning proposition.
Except of course if you’re Guy Ritchie or Cynthia Rodriguez…
For more on cougars and the sexuality of the older woman in general, I suggest you check out the blog of fellow writer and friend Fran Metzman, The Age of Reasonable Doubt. She’s got her finger on the pulse of all that and more.