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125 Minutes With Lady Gaga The Sacred Heart girl turned bisexual disco queen was never a lazy drug addict.
By Vanessa Grigoriadis Published Mar 29, 2009
On a recent morning, Lady Gaga, the 23-year-old synth-pop musician, is making radio-station rounds to promote her Top 10 album The Fame in Los Angeles. Such on-air occasions are usually a time for an artist to reveal herself as personable and friendly, but Gaga doesn’t let anyone get close, with her eyes hidden behind dark wraparound sunglasses and her five-foot frame encased in a sharp-shouldered lilac suit with matching zippered gloves. “The biggest misconception about me is that I am not a real person,” she says before her radio spot, in a robotic, faux-English monotone. “The assumption is that my eccentricity is not who I really am, but it is.” She leans in, to clarify things. “I have lost my mind,” she says.
Mystery is part of the performance for Gaga, whose post-camp persona is a riff on disco-diva glam and a recession-age, downmarket, satirist-wannabe Britney Spears, and who is channeling no less than Madonna, patron saint of glitter, media manipulation, and Britspeak. (more…)
—Here are the remaining Dates, Cities and Locations for Lady GaGa’s The Fame Ball Tour in the United States…
March 2009
14 - San Francisco, CA - Mezzanine
16 - Seattle, WA - Showbox At The Market
17 - Portland, OR - Wonder Ballroom
18 - Vancouver, British Columbia - Commodore Ballroom
21 - Denver, CO - Gothic Theatre (more…)
On a recent morning, Lady Gaga, the 23-year-old synth-pop musician, is making radio-station rounds to promote her Top 10 album The Fame in Los Angeles. Such on-air occasions are usually a time for an artist to reveal herself as personable and friendly, but Gaga doesn’t let anyone get close, with her eyes hidden behind dark wraparound sunglasses and her five-foot frame encased in a sharp-shouldered lilac suit with matching zippered gloves. “The biggest misconception about me is that I am not a real person,” she says before her radio spot, in a robotic, faux-English monotone. “The assumption is that my eccentricity is not who I really am, but it is.” She leans in, to clarify things. “I have lost my mind,” she says.
