"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and presses Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
The fact this sounds better than half the tracks on ARTPOP
the way they address fat kids' self esteem instead of unhealthy eating in general and the way poverty and lack of education affects unhealthy eating and thus the diseases theyre talking about
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the ultimate bop
They cut the guy in the end who was making good points, FOX News...
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and presses Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and pressed Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
Maybe this already happened, she did play some terrible, terrible songs for Jimmy.
Quote:
As the Mother Monster recalled, she and her team had come up with 70 to 100 songs since 2011’s Born This Way, eventually whittling them down to 40 tracks to play for Iovine. “‘Applause’ almost didn’t make the album,” Lady Gaga told Seacrest. “We played ‘Applause’ last and Jimmy looked at me and said, ‘Every record that you played me is better than the one that you played before it, so the last one should be the first single.'”
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and pressed Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
POPOLLOCK!
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and presses Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
You forgot about the production: DJ White Shadow'd 80's synths accompanied by beats resembling pig grunts to the melody of a forgotten Madonna b-side
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and presses Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
A group of suits are waiting in the conference room. Checking their watches. Uncomfortable silence. Lady Gaga is late.
"Guys, don't worry" one of them says. "She said this album is more pop, less art. I think it's going to be fine."
45 minutes later, Lady Gaga arrives in a leather poncho. "A girl is never late, fellas. The meeting usually comes early!" she announces in a fast-talking Mae West voice, thinking she's cleverly old school showbiz.
"As promised, I have a title for you. And as promised, it puts the focus back on pop."
The suits lean forward in their seats, eager, hopeful.
Lady Gaga puts her hands on her hips. Holds the moment. Relishes the suspense. "Without further ado, the title of my new album is POPICASSO! The pop comes first, but the overlapping P shows how pop will always be connected to art."
The suits nod politely. Their lips smile, but their eyes do not. In their minds, they're already thinking of the letter they'll be drafting to inform her that they're letting her go.
"My lead single POPICASSO is about how Picasso and Pollock are remembered not for the pretty landscapes they painted but for the bold, polarizing styles that later defined their legacies," she explains and presses Play.
Operatic wails and moans. Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa (a long operatic note). A loud scream: NOOOOOOOO! And then she begins singing, in a Broadway/cabaret voice:
I traveled the world, from city to city Witnessed the Youth of a Nation [rock reference] fight for their identity Watched as the world said it’s ok, now you can be gay
After all this he says to me, but why can’t you just look pretty?
I fight for bravery, this is artistic slavery!
Jamais je n’écouterais, café au lait! [obligatory French lyric that makes no sense]
[Chorus, sounding more pop and less like Liza Minnelli]
You can’t define my beauty, I am a scramble of shapes, not just a pretty face!
P-P-P-POPICASSO!
Won't paint inside the lines, I am an explosion of colors, creativity all over the place!
P-P-P-POPOLLOCK!
"You don't bring a man around your son," the rapper added, alluding to Ciara spending time with both the younger Future and her new boyfriend Russell Wilson. "You've known this man for a few months and you're bringing him around your kid? Who does that?"
... most people? That's who.
What, is she gonna hire a nanny for every time she's with her son and him together? Idiot.
Who cheats on a woman like Ciara with a stripper after having a child?
Who names their album Dirty Sprite?
Who fully chooses to embody sexism and misogyny?
@ sounding legit
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