I don’t get the appeal of Lady Gaga. I’ve tried (a tiny effort, but an effort nonetheless) but I feel like I’ve seen her shtick before, only dressed in a wedding gown and writhing on the floor. My almost 17-year-old daughter loves Gaga. She loves her voice, her song writing ability and most of all, she loves her f-you attitude. I get why Gaga’s ‘tude is attractive, especially to a teenage girl who is into fashion and art. I am just not sure that Gaga really doesn’t give a f. Quite the contrary, I think she cares a lot.
For example, she recently returned to her high school to attend her younger sister’s graduation. Apparently, Gaga, still reeling from the abuse she suffered at the hands of classmates and teachers, decided she needed to make a statement by dressing for the occasion. I realize that it is part of Lady Gaga’s persona to dress in provocative outfits. Just not sure it was Lady Gaga who needed to show up at the graduation–seems like it would have been fine for Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta to have attended in her place, after all it was Stefani’s sister who was graduating and the spotlight should have been on her, right?
This is but one example of Lady Gaga caring what people think perhaps more than she lets on. Her recent outbursts at both Citi Field and Yankee Stadium, are two more that have done nothing but reinforce my opinion. I have no problem with the idea that what other people think of you matters. Most people care, even if just a bit. I just find it interesting that sometimes those who protest the loudest, proclaim they don’t care, actually care the most and are sadly, among the most insecure.
Madonna, who is clearly a role model for Lady Gaga, went down the same path–over and over again. Some people marveled at how often she reinvented herself, I saw her as someone who, while clearly talented, wasn’t yet comfortable in her skin. Yet, she too insisted that she was. Screamed that she was. I was never really into Madonna, and she is barely a blip on my daughter’s radar, so to be honest, I don’t care what she has done or will do in the future.
When I was in high school, Cyndi Lauper was a huge star. I remember believing that she was a free-spirit. That she was so unusual. I admired her for that. Cyndi Lauper, unlike Madonna (who was becoming famous at the same time), and Lady Gaga, appeared to really march to the beat of her own drummer. Maybe I am wrong (always a possibility) but Cyndi Lauper didn’t seem to care as much what other people thought of her. She didn’t seem to crave attention and acceptance the way Lady Gaga and Madonna do. I tried to explain this distinction to my daughter, and while I am fairly certain she was listening, I am not sure I was heard. Oh well, such is life with a teenager.
What do you think? Here’s some classic Cyndi to help you mull things over.