Daft Punk would have been AMAZING, but let's face it. We needed girl power this year. If Beyonce couldn't bring it, I knew Gaga could. And she will. So sayeth the Innernets.
I'd never heard much by her until the time I unexpectedly had to drive several hundred miles for a family emergency. A combination of circumstances that made me realize it was more than just a coincidence arose, and we were off, driving through shit weather in summer. Before we left, I looked through my dad's CD collection (he was the one who played me Bjork's Medulla over the phone before I had the chance to tell him about it). One of the CDs I grabbed was her 2009 album The Fame Monster. Yeah, it's pop, but it's good pop. There is such a thing, and that album helped take our minds off of the task at hand.
Truth be told, I'm totally stoked she's playing, and I think she's long overdue for a headlining set in the desert. It will be interesting to see how everything else falls around this development but hey. The show must go on.
And we must get fucked up.
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