Bam: Gaga is the Death of Sex

Camille Paglia:

Gaga isn’t sexy at all – she’s like a gangly marionette or plasticised android. How could a figure so calculated and artificial, so clinical and strangely antiseptic, so stripped of genuine eroticism have become the icon of her generation? Can it be that Gaga represents the exhausted end of the sexual revolution? In Gaga’s manic miming of persona after persona, over-conceptualised and claustrophobic, we may have reached the limit of an era…

Gaga has borrowed so heavily from Madonna (as in her latest video-Alejandro) that it must be asked, at what point does homage become theft?

I attribute her rise to the laze of the third wave grrrl movement, where eroticism lacks creativity and mystery, where everything is splayed on a table like a cheap buffet without the courtesy of a sneeze guard – for the sake of the patrons, not the buffet. Shock is the prostitute of art. Cheap and imitable.