Last March I bought a ticket to see Lady Gaga at the O2 in London. At that time I was living there and I thought I would still be there in October, but I was wrong. After leaving, I still thought I would be able to fly back just to see her, but I was wrong. So here I am, in my old home, in front of my laptop, writing a post about the singer I was supposed to see tonight.
When Lady Gaga first came out, I hated her. I thought she was just another blonde singer trying to imitate Britney and/or Madonna, with her catchy songs. Then something happened: I watched her 2009 VMAs performance ("Paparazzi") and it was mind-blowing. I thought: who's this girl? is she even real? this is the best thing I've ever seen!
Then Lady Gaga announced The Monster Ball Tour, and I knew I had to go. It was really hard to find tickets, but I did, and the concert in Milan was amazing. I promised myself that I would see her on her next tour, too, but I couldn't. So when she announced the artRAVE tour, after 4 years since the first and last time I saw her, I knew I had to go.
I can't go. It breaks my heart, it really does. I really wanted to be there, not only to witness her talent in person once again, but because (as stupid as it might sound) I wanted to be there to show her my support. She's my mother monster, no other singer has freed me as much as she has. I wanted her to know that no matter the album sales, or the Fame, she is still loved by her fans, including me.
Her songs are the soundtrack to my life. From Dance In The Dark (probably my absolute favourite), to Marry The Night, to Gypsy. Her songs make me feel less alone, less weird... or rather, they make me understand that yes, I am indeed alone and weird, but that's okay.
So today/tonight, for me, is still ARTPOP Ball: today I will be celebrating the wonderful Lady Gaga. I will dance, and scream, and feel free. Because I'm sure that's just what she would want me to do.
PAWS UP.
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