The Monster Ball

I don't know how it took so long, but I am finally blogging about the Lady Gaga concert, the Monster Ball. After seeing her two hour show, if there was any doubt about her fabulousity to the extreme, it has now been cleared. Gaga-licious put on a crowd rocking, uber crazy extravaganza. It was more than anything I could have dreamed of and she has established herself as the queen of trendy, the queen of now. Was it outrageou? Of course, but would you expect any less?

Her opening acts were Semi Precious Weapon and Jason Derulo. Semi Precious Weapon was an odd cup of tea for this drinker, but entertaining none the less. Jason Derulo was mediocre, but I only knew one song of his (Whatcha Say). Still, the lackluster opening performances were soon forgotten as soon as Gagas appeared in a vision of lights with her little alien dancers. 

She danced. She sang. She changed outfits. And changed outfits. And changed outfits. And most importantly, she connected with the fans, little monsters as we liked to be called. Her dry wit and sarcastic personality shined through, and she even addressed her "is she a man" rumors.

My sister and I were engrossed as soon as we landed on Planet Gaga. We were dancing and singing the entire night, along with the five gay men behind us and the drag queen dressed as Gaga a few rows in front of us. We also got into the spirit of Ga. We both adorned ourselves in adequate amounts of glitter bottomed off by stiletto heels. Outrageous hairdos and out of this world makeup were musts. I mean, come on, how many times does one get to attend the Monster Ball?

Banging on the piano with her feet? Appearing dressed as a black crow? Her finale in the monster ball? I simply can't choose a favorite moment. She tweeted that day "New Orleans show me your teeth", and we bared them all embracing the singing sensation. 

All I can say is, I wish the Monster Ball was every night. 

Also, click the title of the post to see a hilar moment at a Gaga concert where an overzealous fan threw a bouquet of flowers at her during a performance, hitting her square in the head.