Sunday, July 18, 2010

Show Review + Photos + Setlist: Lady Gaga Burns Down the Scottrade Center, Saturday, July 17, 2010

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The third act continued with Gaga and friends traipsing down the Glitter Way - a catwalk into the crowd -- in search of the Monster Ball. Giant, spiky metal trees representing the "deepest, darkest part of Central Park" adorned the stage. But then, a giant mesh cage enveloped them on the catwalk, simulating a twister. The crowd stared, enchanted as the cage lifted, and Gaga's glitter latex bra and panties had been replaced by a white and silver dress made out of fiber optic wire for the anthemic "So Happy I Could Die." The robotic dress waved, grew, fluttered and sprouted wings, she looked like a futuristic wedding cake topper or the White Witch from Narnia.

A massive bioluminescent fish was the monster for spindly synth blitz "Monster," Gaga laid down in front of the monster, screaming "Eat me you motherfucker!" and sang horizontally when not dancing around in her black bodysuit, her chest smeared with fake blood. In the middle of the dance, the floor opened up and Gaga sunk into it, only to be catapulted back out of the hole a split second later. She landed like a cat without missing a beat.

"Do you think I'm sexy? I think you're sexy. I wasn't very cool in high school so, sometimes I abuse this part of the show," she said.  "Do you think I'm sexy?" she asked again, feigning shyness. She told the crowd that she was like Tinkerbell, she needed their screams  to keep her alive. "Do you want me to die?!" she bellowed, throwing herself on the ground. "Scream for me St. Louis!" And scream they did, getting nasty for the bombastic, bottom-heavy "Teeth."

A flame-shooting, blood dripping replica of the angel statue at Bethesda fountain in Central Park was brought on stage for "Alejandro," which furthered the heavy religious overtones of the evening. With the monster was vanquished and the Ball imminent, Gaga came out in a green glittery dress that looked hewn from Kryptonite for the final two songs of the set, which were, predictably, "Poker Face and "Paparazzi."

"When people ask you how the Monster Ball was, you tell them we burned the place to the fucking ground!" Gaga screamed to uproarious tumult.

Fans screamed and clapped until their little monster paws were numb, and when the curtain went up for the last time, the flashes of literally thousands of digital cameras blinded those who weren't already blind from screaming. The drum machine blazed to life for the diabolical encore of "Bad Romance," and Gaga appeared in the center of a spectacular gyroscope in a mirrored dress and headpiece.  

Few people on this little blue marble have the ability or the opportunity to affect so many people on a daily basis. She stole 15,000 stole hearts, ate them, and then vomited them back up whole, but improved; recharged with her tremendous ambition and passion for her fans.

While her Italian heritage, fake blonde hair and subversive megastar status is akin to Madonna's heritage, hair and career, Madge just inspired people to have more sex openly. Gaga inspires her fans to achieve their dreams like she did hers, and to willfully choose a world where freak equals freedom. Madonna hasn't been accessible since before Gaga was born and hasn't had a sense of humor about herself since, well, ever. But Gaga's appeal is based on her own vanity; she loves you because you love her. It's just that simple, and that's how it should be.

Lady Gaga Setlist: Dance in the Dark Glitter and Grease Just Dance Beautiful, Dirty, Rich Vanity The Fame Love Game Boys Boys Boys Money Honey Telephone Speechless You and I So Happy I Could Die Monster Teeth Alejandro Poker Face Paparazzi 

Encore: Bad Romance

Critic's Notebook: Though she gave the performance her all, at times the Jumbotron did Gaga a disservice, she looked haggard and exhausted, though her voice never showed it. The production coordinator told us after the show that they'll be doing this tour until May 6, 2011, if you can freaking believe that. I will sucker punch anyone who doesn't agree that Gaga is that hardest working woman in music.

Personal Bias: This review may be influenced by the fact that I had the best fucking time imaginable.

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