Thursday, 3 February 2011

All we hear is Radio ga ga..Radio goo goo..Radio ga ga..


In the deepest hour of the night, confess to yourself that you would die if you were forbidden to write. 
And look deep into your heart where it spreads its roots, the answer, and ask yourself, 
must I write?


- Rainer Maria Rilke

- Stefani Joanne Angelina Germanotta




Is it not somewhat peculiar – but at the same time, hugely flattering – that in the all-encompassing search, and explicitly blatant and public crusade for individuality that she appears to be on, Gaga has spawned millions of what she herself has moniker her “Little Monsters”. In fact, one may conclude that this is indeed irony. And, as one Phoebe Buffay, whom I presume you are familiar with, may comment “Yeah, and you know, given my life-long search for irony, you can imagine how happy I am?!”

But she is amazing that Gaga.

And that Phoebe.


Friends "The One With The Male Nanny"

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