As the God of Music birthed from the seafoam; and musical beats dropped like comets from the sky - the beginning of a new era commenced. Disco balls rotated at the speed of light, flashing sequins swayed around the windy sky, and the tides of golden waters rose to a pinnacle never seen before. It was the setting for a storm. One unmatched. The storm. The calamity. The art. The pop. ARTPOP. Such beauty swayed into an Armageddon never to be forgotten, yet so painful to be remembered. ARTPOP. The end and beginning of pop music, homosexuality, and art.
