Sunday, February 21, 2010

I made Lady GaGa

No, not me. I didn't. But it seems like I'm the only person in the world who isn't claiming responsibility for her existence. In just the last week, with varying degrees of credibility, The Sun, Akon and Cat Deeley all tried to suggest that, without them, she'd just be a crazy woman with a glitterball sellotaped to her head.

The Sunday Mirror has a stronger 'I made her' claim, from "her friend and mentor" Lady Starlight:

"I was the one who told her to take her trousers off because I rarely wore any myself."

If telling women to take their trousers is now mentoring, there's several people living under court orders who should instead be hailed as motivational speakers.

It's nice to see Starlight getting her position in the star, erm, limelight. But isn't the real answer to 'who made GaGa' whoever looked at Peaches and calibrated how far down her shtick would have to be toned in order to work for a mass audience? Or possibly a flipchart somewhere with the words "Bjork PLUS Madonna = $$$" on it?