Lady Gaga concert song for song – VG

Now the Lady Gaga on stage in the Telenor Arena. Here is VG assessment of the songs she plays.

The songs are reviewed by VG reviewer Morten Ståle Nilsen.

“Artpop”

The mood is, to be brutally honest, either to take or feel. There is sparse in the audience. It would be possible to count the number of glowsticks, if you were not keen to contemplate Lady Gaga herself, in fjærboaen to end them all. The opening act is chewy, more than pompous for his own good. Gaga slither towards the grand piano at the tip of the tongue scene. Dancers who look like human spermatozoa are doing behind her. Rigged behind the drummer looks like something igloogreier. In the alternative, any penis heads in a row.

“GUY”

Have at least a beat it is possible to dance to. Or that Gaga will “wobble”. The scene could kanpt been more gaudy. She stumped around on extreme high heels and screaming about “Oschlooo!”, Backed up by twenty dancers.

“Donatella”

Gaga is almost gone choreography. In any case, if one is not included on the video screen. The song is a meeting between disco and hard rock harry. At the end comes a instrumentalcoda with what can only be called a “hairy” guitar solo. The dancers, in a number of impractical headwear, taking over the stage floor.

“Venus”

She reappears, half naked. Want us to “celebrate our love for each other.” Some plants and trees that look like they are from a psychedelic adventure “grows” up on stage. Musical stomping, umelodisk. Gaga working to muster their “little monsters”. Have not we been here before? Confetti cannons going off (for the second time). It is gaudy and colorful, and “camper than a row of Tens.” Gifts thrown from the saddle. She thanks him holding a long motivation talks about being “creative fucking free.” Starting to list their own hits – very few of them from her latest album. Sounds more than a bit far-fetched.

“Manicure”

No sooner has she listed their own hits, as another deejay, before she asks us to “fuck off!” if we actually want to hear them. “This is my new show!». So she plays this glammete sjarmløsheten that to really rub it in. But then more confetti! And yet another harry guitar solo!

“Just Dance”

Oj. One hit. Even a good song! (Her best? I find it). Now, in any case, “pop”, this. But “art”? The show so far has given a tired feeling that Gaga’s knowledge of art is limited to Warhol and Jeff Koons, as well as a knowledge of the more outrageous part of motebrasjen. Well and good, but it’s silly to promise more than you can hold. Gaga grabs a “keytar.”