Caitlin Moran in How to be a Woman terms Lady Gaga as
“the woman being touted as the next big feminist icon in the broadsheets.” Moran then describes how she interviewed Her
Gaganess, how well they got along and how that led to a wild night of partying
in some bizarre kinky club. Her gushing
conclusions on the pop phenomenon smack of starry-eyed fandom from where I am
standing, but they also intrigue me, as I had not taken Lady Gaga for a
feminist icon.
Moran goes on to say things like “Gaga
is an international female pop star on the side of all the nerds, freaks,
outcasts, intellectual pretenders and lonely kids”, and “Gaga’s take on sexual
mores is to examine female dysfunction, alienation and sexual neuroses.” Then comes the drunken conversation in the
said club, where Gaga replies to Moran’s thesis about her wearing little
clothing but not to titillate men that “’No! ... It’s not what straight men
masturbate over when they’re at home watching pornography. It’s not for them. It’s for ... us.’ And she gestures around the nightclub, filled
to the brim with biker-boy lesbians and drag queens.”
Since then, Lady Gaga was
photographed slightly plumpier than usual and got some nasty comments in the
media, prompting her to start a campaign called Body
Revolution – aimed at getting people to accept themselves as they are. The goal is obviously laudable, and
definitely feminist, but what continues to rub me the wrong way is the fact
that she is still a slightly underweight, very attractive woman. Not that hard to accept yourself in such
circumstances, I would have thought.
As for her art, I’m not a huge
connoisseur, but it had never occurred to me to describe it as feminist. I’ve obviously heard my fair share of her
songs and seen the videos, but the feminist-sexuality-as-dysfunction-go-nerds message
somehow passed me by. And it still
does. I did some research (read: googled
the lyrics to her songs and watched videos on YouTube), and here are some
examples:
Poker face that started it all: Unless playing hard
to get is “feminist”, this one, with its writhing around a pool
scantily clad* doesn’t really cut it.
Bad Romance, my favourite among
her songs: The message is just about
kinky love with visual
theatrics. “Want you in
my rear window, baby, you're sick” seems a pretty clear allusion to anal
sex, which I would not have thought to be among top feminist agenda items.
Born this way, with the promising
title: On the one hand the lyrics
are what it says on the tin, which is a nice message of loving yourself the way
you are. The video, on the other hand,
contains some weird stuff, but basically when the chorus comes on, it is Gaga
in underwear and long, lushy blond hair looking mighty sexy. So what are we to take away from this? It’s ok, Lady Gaga, you were born really
sexy?
So I remain to be convinced. And what bothered me from the start was that
if Gaga was indeed being a feminist torchbearer, she was taking a leaf from the
book of my own favourite pop star P!nk. P!nk
really IS a feminist icon. I won’t bore
you with my “fanalysis” of her songs, but in case you need convincing, check
out some of her excellent work, such as U + Ur Hand (“I’m not
here for your entertainment, you don’t really wanna mess with me tonight”), Stupid
Girls (“What happened to the dream of the girl president? She’s dancing in the video next to 50 Cent”),
or Raise Your Glass (“So
if you're too school for cool, and you're treated like a fool, you could choose
to let it go, ... we can always party on our own”).
Lady Gaga, take note. This is how it’s done. Make it less about you and more about your
message and then we’ll see.
What’s your take on Lady Gaga –
or another pop culture phenomenon that has gotten you thinking lately?
*The videos don’t work from
Germany – sorry!
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