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jueves, 24 de abril de 2014

LADY GAGA. ¿Está Intentando Suicidarse?. G.U.Y

LADY GAGA afirmó que su álbum "BORN THIS WAY" sería una revolución en la música pop. Nada más alejado de eso. 
Fue un trabajo con buenos singles que como siempre no revolucionó nada, solo sus modelos y estilismos sacaban a la cantante al frente de portadas más que por el valor de su "BORN THIS WAY" que por otra parte era supuestamente "descarado" un plagio del tema de MADONNA "EXPRESS YOURSELF". La aspirante a nueva reina del pop tuvo que tragarse el drama vergonzoso pues su tema era sin duda un plagio total al de la REINA DEL POP "MADONNA". 
El disco funcionó moderadamente y no consiguió reinventar nada y más importante aún, no consiguió reinventarse a ella misma.
Ahora nos presenta su nuevo trabajo "ARTPOP". Lady Gaga vuelve a pronunciar la famosa frase: (Será un disco que revolucionara el mundo de la música Pop). Nada más alejado de ello.
Su primer single y vídeo fue "APLAUSSE", llevaba toda la razón había que aplaudirla por conseguir bajar su listón a cuotas insospechadas. No contenta con ello lanza el sencillo G.U.Y (abreviaturas de GIRL UNDER YOU. UNA CHICA DEBAJO DE TI), el mal gusto solo con su título lo dice todo.
Es curioso que la REINA del POP MADONNA regresase con un sencillo donde por casualidades de la vida también utiliza párrafos de su letra en "GIVE ME ALL YOUT LIVING" deletreadas: L.U.V Madonna. Y.O.U you wanna !!. Lady Gaga al final de su primer single "APLAUSSE" deletrea A.R.T. POP y ahora con su nuevo single utiliza las iniciales de G.U.Y ¿Curioso no?. Suponemos que le es dificil alejarse de todo lo que hace MADONNA.
Su nuevo single G.U.Y es sorprendentemente descarado pero no en el buen sentido de la palabra. Es una copia de uno de sus temas "BAD ROMANCE" en lo que a la base musical se refiere. Ya no plagia a MADONNA ya se plagia a ella misma y así se quita de problemas.
El vídeo que tiene una duración de 11 minutos con 47 segundos no deja de ofrecer imágenes pasadas de moda. Fotogramas que recuerdan a otros vídeos propios de la cantante y de una estética asombrosamente hortera, vean a LADY GAGA posando tras un muro de rosas y flores varias.
Un vídeo clip sobrepasado de tiempo donde la música pasa a un segundo plano ya que la canción es simplona, sencilla y poco original y se centra en sus estilismos imposibles para entretener a sus fans.
ARTPOP alejándose mucho de ese "álbum que revolucionará el mundo de la música pop" es una autentica basura con todas sus letras. Como trabajo discográfico es muy difícil de aceptar una media para salvarlo del fracaso total. Parece que Lady Gaga se le agota la inspiración como a otras muchas solistas que lanzaron trabajos buenos y se auto conoraron "Las nuevas reinas del pop".
La baza con la que juega Lady Gaga es 50%, o te gusta (tiene que ser a la fuerza fans monster) o lo odias como trabajo discográfico. Y no está el mundo de la música como para sólo relegar un trabajo en exclusiva para sus fans que aún sabiendo que es una pura basura lo idolatraran hasta la muerta.
Conocedora de que esto iba a ocurrir. Lady Gaga se baja de las nubes y se centra en polemizar nuevamente con vídeo clips donde hace lo que mejor sabe hacer: disfrazarse acompañada de un tema musical espantoso, barato o por el contrario sobrepasado de producción.
Teniendo todo este material ante nosotros hemos llegado a pensar si acaso LADY GAGA no está intentando suicidarse para dar la campanada final y quedar como icono de la música pop. De otra forma lo vemos crudo que pase de ser un icono de la música del siglo 21. La cantante excentrica de estilismos que rayan la horterada y pasan de ser originales a ser de un mal gusto asombroso es lo único que puede ofrecer hasta la fecha.

VÍDEO G.U.Y:



G.U.Y (GIRL UNDER YOU)
Greetings, Himeros
God of sexual desire
Son of Aphrodite
Lay back and feast as this audio guides you through new and exciting positions

I wanna be the girl
Under you
I wanna be your G.U.Y. oh yeah
I wanna be the rave
And earth you
Our sex doesn?t tell us no lies

Im gonna wear the tie
Want the power to leave you
Im aiming for full control of this love, of this love

Touch me touch me don?t be sweet
Love me love me please retweet
Let me be the girl under you that makes you cry

I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
The girl under you guy

Im gonna say the word
And own you
You?ll be my G.I.R.L.
Guy, I'm romancin loves
To hold you
Know you?ll wear my makeup well

Im gonna wear the tie
Want the power to leave you
Im aiming for full control of this love, of this love

Touch me touch me don?t be sweet
Love me love me please retweet
Let me be the girl under you that makes you cry

I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
The girl under you guy

I don?t need to be on top
To know I'm worth it cuz I'm strong enough too know the truth
I just want it to be hot
Because im best when im in love and im in love with you

Touch me touch me
(Mount your goddess)
Touch me touch me
(As summer moon comes into full phase)
Get on top of me
(And Mars' warring spirit rams into the atmosphere)
Touch me touch me don?t be shy
I'm in charge like a G.U.Y.
I?ll lay down face up this time
Under you like a G.U.Y.

I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
The girl under you guy

I wanna be that guy (G.U.Y.)
I?ll wrap you write up (G.U.Y.)
I?ll lie down face up (G.U.Y.)
The girl under you guy

Achtzehn
Sechzehn
Fourteen
Veirzehn
Drei
Eins
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd.

TRADUCIDA
G.U.Y (UNA CHICA DEBAJO DE TI)
Saludos, Hímeros
Dios del deseo sexual
Hijo de Afrodita
Recuéstate y disfruta del banquete, que este audio te llevará a nuevas y excitantes posiciones

Quiero ser la chica, bajo tuyo
Quiero ser tu G.U.Y. oh yeah!
Quiero ser la orgía, y conectarte a la Tierra
Nuestro sexo no dice mentiras

Voy a vestir con corbata
Quiero el poder para dejarte
Apunto de poseer el control absoluto de este amor, de este amor

Tócame, tócame, no seas dulce
Ámame, ámame, por favor, da retuit
Permíteme ser la chica qué esté debajo de ti y que te haga llorar

Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
La chica qué esté debajo tuyo, nene

Voy a decirte cosas
Y hacerte mío
Tú serás mi G.I.R.L.
Nene, estoy fantaseando amores
Para abrazarte
Sé que usarás mi maquillaje bien

Voy a vestir de corbata
Quiero el poder para dejarte de una vez
Estoy apunto de poseer el control absoluto de este amor, de este amor

Tócame, tócame, no seas dulce
Ámame, ámame, por favor, da retuit
Permíteme ser la chica que esté debajo tuyo que te haga llorar

Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
La chica que esté debajo tuyo, nene

No necesito estar en la cima
Para saber que esto lo merezco porque soy lo suficientemente fuerte para conocer la verdad
Solo quiero que sea candente
Porque soy la mejor persona cuando estoy enamorada, y estoy enamorada de ti

Tócame, tócame
(Monta a tu diosa)
Tócame, tócame
(Al tiempo que la luna entra en fase llena)
Súbete encima mío
(Y el espíritu guerrero de Marte en la atmósfera)

Tócame, tócame
No seas tímido
Estoy a cargo como un G.U.Y
Esta vez seré yo quien esté boca arriba
Bajo tuyo como un G.U.Y

Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
La chica que está debajo de ti nene

Quiero ser ese (G.U.Y.)
Te envolveré por completo (G.U.Y.)
Me recostaré boca arriba (G.U.Y.)
Y seré la chica debajo tuyo, chico

Achtzehn
Sechzehn
Fourteen
Veirzehn
Drei
Eins
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd
Nein Zedd.

miércoles, 14 de septiembre de 2011

"THE EDGE OF GLORY". LADY GAGA. LA DECADENCIA DE UNA SUPUESTA REINA SIN TRONO.




THE EDGE OF GLORY
There ain't no reason you and me should be alone tonight
Yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby
I gotta a reason why you should take me home tonight
I need a man that makes it right when it's wrong tonight
Yeah baby, tonight yeah baby
Right on the limit's where we know we both belong tonight


It's time to feel a rush
To push the danger away on us
I'm gonna run back to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall ?

I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you

Another shot before we kiss the other side
Tonight yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby
I'm on the edge of something final we call life tonight
Alright, alright


Put on your shades 'cause I'll be dancing in the flames
Tonight yeah baby, tonight, yeah baby
Hood is a hell if everybody knows my name tonight
Alright, alright


It's time to feel a rush
To push the danger away on us
I'm gonna run back to, to the edge with you
Where we can both fall ?

I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge with you


I'm on the edge with you
I'm on the edge with you

I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment of truth
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you
I'm on the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge, the edge
I'm on the edge of glory
And I'm hanging on a moment with you (I'm on the edge with you)


With you, with you, with you, with you, with you
I'm on the edge with you, with you, with you, with you
I'm on the edge with you, with you, with you, with you
I'm on the edge with you, with you, with you, with you

domingo, 15 de mayo de 2011

"BORN THIS WAY". LADY GAGA. Lady Gaga Saca A La Venta ExPress Yourself De Madonna. Y Se Queda Tan Ancha.


BORN THIS WAY
It doesn't matter if you love him, or capital H-I-M
Just put your paws up
'Cause you were born this way, baby

My mama told me when I was young
We are all born superstars
She rolled my hair and put my lipstick on
In the glass of her boudoir

"There's nothing wrong with lovin' who you are"
She said, "'Cause he made you perfect, babe"
"So hold your head up girl and you'll go far,
Listen to me when I say"

I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way

Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't be a drag - just be a queen
Don't be a drag - just be a queen
Don't be a drag - just be a queen
Don't be!

Give yourself prudence
And love your friends
Subway kid, rejoice your truth

In the religion of the insecure
I must be myself, respect my youth

A different lover is not a sin
Believe capital H-I-M (hey hey hey)
I love my life I love this record and
Mi amore vole fe yah (love needs faith)

I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way


Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't be a drag, just be a queen
Whether you're broke or evergreen
You're black, white, beige, chola descent
You're lebanese, you're orient


Whether life's disabilities
Left you outcast, bullied, or teased
Rejoice and love yourself today
'Cause baby you were born this way

No matter gay, straight, or bi
Lesbian, transgendered life
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to survive


No matter black, white or beige
Chola or orient made
I'm on the right track baby
I was born to be brave

I'm beautiful in my way
'Cause God makes no mistakes
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Don't hide yourself in regret
Just love yourself and you're set
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
Baby I was born this way

Ooo there ain't no other way
Baby I was born this way
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way

I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!

I was born this way hey!
I was born this way hey!
I'm on the right track baby
I was born this way hey!

"JUDAS". LADY GAGA. Otro Intento de Lanzar Algo Que Ya Se Ha Hecho.


JUDAS
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Judas! Judaas Judas! Judaas
Judas! Judaas Judas! GAGA

When he comes to me, I am ready
I’ll wash his feet with my hair if he needs
Forgive him when his tongue lies through his brain
Even after three times, he betrays me
I’ll bring him down, bring him down, down
A king with no crown, king with no crown


I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby
I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby

Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Judas! Judaas Judas! Judaas
Judas! Judaas Judas! GAGA


I couldn’t love a man so purely
Even darkness forgave his crooked way
I’ve learned our love is like a brick
Build a house or sink a dead body
I’ll bring him down, bring him down, down
A king with no crown, king with no crown


I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby
I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas


In the most Biblical sense,
I am beyond repentance
Fame hooker, prostitute wench, vomits her mind
But in the cultural sense
I just speak in future tense
Judas kiss me if offenced,
Or wear an ear condom next time


I wanna love you,
But something’s pulling me away from you
Jesus is my virtue,
Judas is the demon I cling to
I cling to


I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby
I’m just a Holy Fool, oh baby he’s so cruel
But I’m still in love with Judas, baby


Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Ohohohoh
I’m in love with Judas
Judas! Judaas Judas! Judaas
Judas! Judaas Judas! GAGA

martes, 11 de mayo de 2010

"TELEPHONE". LADY GAGA feat BEYONCÉ.





TELEPHONE
Hello hello baby you called
I can’t hear a thing
I have got no service
In the club, you say? say?
Wha-wha-what did you say huh?
You’re breakin’ up on me
Sorry I cannot hear you
I’m kinda busy
K-kinda busy
K-kinda busy
Sorry I cannot hear you I’m kinda busy

Just a second
It’s my favorite song they’re gonna play
And I cannot text you with a drink in my hand, eh?
You shoulda made some plans with me
You knew that I was free
And now you won’t stop calling me
I’m kinda busy

(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor


E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone


(Beyonce)
Boy why you blown up my phone
Won’t make me leave no faster
Put my coat on faster
Leave my girls no faster
I shoulda left my phone at home
‘Cuz this is a disaster
Calling like a collector
Sorry, I can’t answer

(Lady GaGa)
Not that I don’t like you
I’m just at a party
And I am sick and tired of my phone r-ringing
(Beyonce)
Sometimes I feel like I live in grand central station
Tonight I’m not takin’ no calls
‘Cuz I’ll be dancin’


(Chorus)
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’

Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna think anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor
Stop callin’
Stop callin’
I don’t wanna talk anymore
I got my head and my heart on the dancefloor

E-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
I’m busy e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Stop telephonin’
Me-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e-e
Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone


‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

Can call all you want but there’s no one home
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone


My telephone
Ma ma ma telephone
‘Cuz I’m out in the club
And I’m sippin that bubb
And you’re not gonna reach my telephone

martes, 2 de junio de 2009

"POKER FACE". LADY GAGA.


POKER FACE
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah
Mum mum mum mah

I wanna hold em’ like they do in Texas Plays
Fold em’ let em’ hit me raise it baby stay with me (I love it)
Luck and intuition play the cards with Spades to start
And after he’s been hooked I’ll play the one that’s on his heart

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got


Can’t read my,
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)


I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be
A little gambling is fun when you’re with me I love it)
Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun
And baby when it’s love if it’s not rough it isn’t fun, fun
Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

Oh, oh, oh, oh, ohhhh, ohh-oh-e-ohh-oh-oh,
I’ll get him hot, show him what I’ve got

Can’t read my,
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)


P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)


I won’t tell you that I love you
Kiss or hug you
Cause I’m bluffin’ with my muffin
I’m not lying I’m just stunnin’ with my love-glue-gunning
Just like a chick in the casino
Take your bank before I pay you out
I promise this, promise this
Check this hand cause I’m marvelous

Can’t read my,
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

Can’t read my,
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)


Can’t read my,
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)
Can’t read my
Can’t read my
No he can’t read my poker face
(She’s got to love nobody)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)
P-p-p-poker face, p-p-poker face
(Mum mum mum mah)

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