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Lady GaGa - The Fame
| Billboard |
| It'd be easy to dismiss a 22-year-old debut artist sporting a blonde Cher wig, hooded Catwoman suit and glowing staff she calls the "disco stick"—but not if she delivers an album full of hits. Lady Gaga's first single, the heavily synched "Just Dance," is now impacting the Pop 100, after a summer of burning up the dance charts. But full-length "The Fame" proves she's more than one hit and a bag of stage tricks. The album borrows sonically from hip-hop, dance-pop and modern R&B but has the glam-rock soul of Gaga's beloved Queen and David Bowie. "Poker Face" and "Love Game" carry the pleather-and-sequins vibe of the downtown New York scene out of the underground and onto the FM dial without losing its smut and sass. Comparisons to acts like Scissor Sisters and Princess Superstar are inevitable, but Gaga's got a shrewder pop ear. —Kerri Mason...full text |
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| Boston |
| At first blush Lady GaGa's frothy disco confections could easily be mistaken for the mindless booty bait dangled by, say, the Pussycat Dolls. And some of them, like easy, breezy first single "Just Dance," are just that. But listen a little closer to the sly, snarky lyrics and glam grooves on this feisty debut and you'll hear that this former downtown New York spice girl has at least a few things on her dirty mind. The discourse seesaws from the gutter-level quippage of sinuous mover "Love Game" ("Let's have some fun/ This beat is sick/ I want to take a ride/ On your disco stick") to the slightly higher aspirations of rock-edged "The Fame" ("I'm obsessively opposed to the typical"). Obvious inspirations from Madonna to Gwen Stefani pop up in GaGa's girlish but sturdy pipes and bubbly beats. She offers similar paeans to glamour, dance-floor liberation, and giddy infatuation. But in between the chunky synth beats of songs like "Beautiful, Dirty, Rich" and "The Fame," GaGa also alludes to the seamier sides of those glittery coins, on the makeup-smeared, hangover-besotted mornings after. (Out tomorrow) - SARAH RODMAN...full text |
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| Thephoeni |
| It seems so long ago now, that brief time in the late ’90s when virginal Britneys and Xtinas uttered chaste vows to members of high-profile boy bands in a Garden of Eden littered with Catholic school-girl outfits and Grammy nominations. And it’s high time we acknowledged that we are now living after the fall: if the newest crop of aspiring pop divas is any indication, the gloves are off and promiscuity is back. Stefania Gabriella Germanotta a/k/a Lady GaGa (like the Queen ’80s hit “Radio GaGa” — she cites Freddie Mercury as a key influence) has a similar backstory to those Mouseketeers mentioned above: a precocious childhood filled with high-profile gigs and early involvement from major-label heavies. “Let’s have some fun, this beat is sick/I want to take a ride on your disco stick” (from “Love Game”) might be the trashiest-yet-awesomest refrain I’ve heard on a major-label record this year. With production help from DJ Space Cowboy, the mastermind behind Nadia Oh’s criminally ignored smut-diva magnum opus Hot like Wow, GaGa ups the ante in terms of catchy songwriting and sheer high-in-the-club-banging-to-the-beat abandon. “I’m not loose, I like to party/Let’s get lost in your Ferrari” from “Boys Boys Boys” seems like an inversion of Mötley Crüe, and so do the descending pianos of “Brown Eyes,” the song’s “Home Sweet Home” vibe being completed with its glam guitar dénouement. ...full text |
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