“Only a non-critical audience, nourished on the watery pap of pop music
could have fallen for such tenth-rate drivel.” –Ewan MacColl
If you want to call it party music, no harm done. It plays well as the soundtrack to dry-hump dance parties, accompanying the “CHUG! CHUG! CHUG!” of keg stand stunts. Just don’t call it art. Don’t mythologize her rise to fame. Don’t call her an original. And don’t pretend she’s talented. There’s nothing new or innovative about Gaga other than the sheer level of suck she’s managed to lower the standard of music.
Believe it or not, the quote prefacing this story isn’t about Lady Gaga (although it could very neatly sum her up). It was actually a gibe lodged 45 years ago against a young Minnesotan folk singer named Robert Allen Zimmerman. He had just p