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Throughout history, individuals working in lonely places – Einstein, Edison, Chopin, Virginia Wolf – bring ideas to life. Something happens when people go off on their own to create. Something original.
Ingenuity, it’s called in U.S., happens when men and women:
· tinker in garages and laboratories
· scribble in studies or cabins
· sing in latrines and bedrooms
· plunk guitars made from scraps when the bossman ain’t lookin’
· steal moments on a church piano.
…or simply hole up in rooms working passionately to write something, to figure something out, to follow the fire, to create.
Without exception, these men and women work…alone.
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Others, humans of a different quality and kind:
· prance about in whacky costumes that kill the environment
· wear lingerie to their little sister’s college graduation
· release a steady stream of songs that sound like other people’s.
This is a different class of person entirely: the performer, the entertainer, the faker, the wanna-be.
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I am of the first class of people; Lady Gaga is of the second.
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So in spring of 2010 Lady Gaga sent her people to sniff around for original songs for her upcoming album Born This Way.
Remember that song? Madonna’s Express Yourself?
Anyway, my ex-engineer Brian (like most excellent musicians) was one of the first, penniless, class. Talented, but bereft of connections.
His associate DJ White Shadow, however – a wanna-be if ever there was one – had contacts, lots of them. You know, DJs, right? They play other people’s songs? They don’t write them?
And so the duo, like Kafka’s bumbling twins, sent along “their” versions of my songs, to Lady Gaga.
Brian believing likely: “It doesn’t matter anyway, she’ll never pick ‘mine’.”
DJ White Shadow believing they’re his songs now because he changed them.
Whatever.
Either way – shockingly, unexpectedly – The Queen of Gag liked them.
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But only one of us attended the circus-like depositions, so you’ll have to believe me when I say Lady Gaga/Stephanie’s recounting of “how she got the idea for Judas” would be enough for any sane individual (not being paid off) to side with me.
Or at least grant us a fair trial by jury.
As it stands we’ve watched Bieber and Lil’ Wayne bumble through depositions thanks to TMZ, but Lady Gaga’s deposition is protected like Fort Knox. The Lady Gaga, Inc. PR machine enacted rules of silence and privacy so thick, so protective, that her deposition will never see the light of day.
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What kind of party foul? 
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