“Why can’t we just have a good time like they did in the disco days?” This is Lady GaGa’s lament. Her debut album The Fame does just that. Blasting in like a shot from a sequin cannon, a living disco ball set against a dark sky, never descending, daring the sun to come up. It’s a fete, a Mardi Gras, a party out of bounds coming at you like a wobbly cocktail held high above a crowd dizzied by club life. It’s all hosted by GaGa, a bigger than life presence that’s all glamour and money and clouds of smoke and perfume. But it’s not meant to exclude. She’s singing about you with music that chases down a dance, pop, punk, burlesque hybrid and wrestles it to the floor. GaGa has the gift to grab you by the hand and pull you right into the spotlight along with her. It’s a shareable fame. The exclusion is gone. Isn’t this why they built dance floors in the first place? Lady Gaga Changing the world one sequin at a time...

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The Fame featuring "Just Dance" coming Summer 2008