Lady Gaga is known more for her larger than life persona than her music, what with the over-the-top outfits and notable quotes (I look like such a tranny! It’s amazing!). I took time to listen to her whole album and review it, personality and fame aside. Often we judge an artist by the songs we hear on the radio, like Poker Face and Just Dance. But if one digs a little deeper, they will find that this dance-pop album is a catchy, accessibly edgy piece of art that would fit in just as well on a dance floor as it would blasting through car speakers.
Her sound is one that is chock full of memorable tunes all with an upbeat, techno feel. Lady Gaga is at her best when she is spouting praise of the perils of fame to the backbeat of a crazy synthesizer and robotic handclaps. The use of Auto-Tune technology fits in perfectly with the message of the CD, one that waxes over her obsession with fame, partying, and wealth. “I can’t help myself/ I’m addicted to a life of material,” she sings in the title track.
With a more self-conscious singer this fixation that drives each song could come across as annoyingly vacuous and pointless, but instead it’s refreshing. We need a singer in the commercial world of Top 40 without an agenda; who is just trying to have some fun. Most of her songs will find themselves playing through your head for days. It’s a rarity in this age of easy downloading to find an album that has more than two great songs, and The Fame does not disappoint. I could listen to each song, and then put the CD back on repeat.
Best tracks (it’s impossible to choose!): Boys Boys Boys, Paparazzi, LoveGame
Could be avoided: Summerboy, Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say), Brown Eyes