It's Just Getting Sad Now, Lady Gaga
8/1/2014 1:00 PM PDT, by Emily Trainham
Lady Gaga ... she's just exhausting these days. I mean, she's always been exhausting, but now she's exhausting and sad. There's this extra sense of desperation about her that wasn't as strong during her glory days, but now that she's not selling an absurd amount of album and doing the jazz thing, well, the desperation is strong. It's overwhelming.
And now she went and did this interview with Harper's Bazaar, and it's just as awful as you'd imagine. She talks about jazz, but she also discusses jazz, oh, and just wait until you hear what she has to say about jazz! She also believes that clothes have souls. You can't make this stuff up, guys.
On how much her dog loves jazz:
"She loves to sit with me when I record jazz. She never barks or makes noise; she just looks at me with her big ears."
On fashion and jazz:
"When I sing jazz with Tony Bennett, I want to wear dresses made for real ladies, turn off all the lights, and have you hear only my voice cutting through the darkness."
More on fashion and jazz:
"I just wear what makes me feel good for the day. Right now I'm enjoying feeling like a lady. Wearing dresses, in love, walking Asia in gardens, singing jazz with Tony Bennett …"
Did she mention jazz?
"It's been a sort of secret that I've been singing jazz since I was 13. I was a jazz singer before I was a pop singer."
On vintage clothes:
"I've been recently enjoying looking far and wide for the best vintage fashion I can find. Clothing with a story, a past. Heavy fabrics, jewels, veils. My latest trip is feeling a connection to all women throughout history through fashion. I love wearing clothes knowing that I'm carrying the spirit of previous fashionistas, and living out more of their fantasies, and my own. I believe clothes carry the soul of the designer and the person wearing them forever, so I look for clothes with a soul. Perhaps it's something only I can see. But I know it's real."
On classic fashion:
"Classic for me is something that changes all the time, like a drifting anchor. Even though I'm changing all the time, I'm always thinking of iconography—which is repetition of images—so I'm always different. I'm in a way wearing the same outfit over and over, but I'm just a different expression of the same woman. When I leave the house, I bear the souls of fashionistas who came before me; I continue to live glamorously to celebrate them. I'm just being me."
Man, it's too bad that the human body isn't physically capable of sighing enough to get all this stupid out of our systems, huh? How else are we supposed to be able to continue living now that our brains are polluted with this much ridiculousness? It's going to be a constant struggle, just so you know. A constant struggle of obnoxiousness and pity.