Lady Gaga’s “Telephone”

Lady Gaga is at a point in her career where she could put a garbage can on a stick, do the hokey pokey and breathe fire from a canister of Juicy Juice and it would be deemed as “art.” With the success of “Bad Romance,” she was sitting on the throne of pop music, befitting her regal name. But with tonight’s release of the “music video” for her single “Telephone,” Gaga has come so very close to throwing all that away. Unfortunately, many will call this video “amazing,” “crazy artistic” and laud Gaga for her gushing ebb and flow of creativity. Once we wake up from that fever dream that “Just Dance” catapulted us into, then maybe…maybe we can all realize what this video is. A mess.

The 10-minute behemoth that is the Beyoncé/Gaga collaboration left me in a daze. At the end, I sat in my chair, slumped over, shaking my head in confused horror. Some parts of the video could be taken as Gaga’s attempt to poke fun at her own eccentricities. In one scene, she dons a cigarette-laden visor while walking through a prison field filled with butch women. But the moments of humor don’t sustain themselves enough for them to be an underlying theme.

Perhaps Gaga’s motives were to amalgamate as much as she could in one video hoping that at least one aspect of it would ring a bell with her audience. The result is lacking. Instead, it comes across as a jam-packed orgy of themes, unfinished ideas and lack of cohesive structure. (Beyoncé, for instance, feeds Gaga a Honey Bun after bailing her out of prison, a strange play on Knowles’ nickname, “Honey B”).

Not to mention, the video has NOTHING to do with telephones (though the phones do make several Oscar-worthy cameos in Gaga’s hair).

What does it all mean? Are we even supposed to know? How do you even enjoy it if you are confused and having slight epileptic seizures? It’s all extremely desensitizing and I honestly don’t know what else to say, so I will leave you to watch the video and try to make sense of it yourself.

Or not.

‘Dexter’ Star Caught His Cancer Early

Michael C. Hall announced today he’d been diagnosed with cancer (Hodgkin’s lymphoma to be exact), but due to early detection and treatment, he’s already on his way to being well—the cancer is in remission. Well wishes, Michael. The fifth season of “Dexter” is set to premiere in September.

Everything’s Bigger

Me and Lindsey Hollenbaugh, Editor in Chief of The Ithacan, on our plane! Notice the creeper in the background. Classic.

At around 4 p.m. on Wednesday, myself and four other editors at The Ithacan found ourselves in quite the predicament. Our flight from Ithaca to Newark had been delayed, thus ruining our plans to connect from Newark to Austin, TX, the site of the 2009 National College Media Convention. So, instead of following our original plan, we hightailed it to Syracuse, NY, took a new flight from there to Chicago and eventually ended up in Austin.

Our arrival was greeted by harshly humid weather and boiling rain. What a welcome.

So, the point of this rant is to let you know that while I am here, learning about how to be a swanky little journalist, I will be on hold on the blogosphere (I had to pay $14 just to get online in my own damn room and I’m never in here anyways).

Look for a post maybe Sunday night? That is, if I am cohesive enough at midnight to let you all know the latest of Lady Gaga or Liza Minelli…I’ll instead most likely be stressing about yet another deadline on the newspaper. Fun times. Adieu!

New Name, New Era

As some of you may have noticed, the blog’s name and banner design is different! This marks the start of a new direction for The Ithacan’s arts and entertainment blog. Kudos to former editor Andy Swift for making The Big Spoon such a great outlet for pop culture news, entertainment commentary and Christine Baranski sightings (for real, CB is uber-awesome).

I am beyond excited to officially have a new name and look. Here’s to the future, new stories, new ideas…and All That Jazz.

New Year, New Face

When people look at me, they may notice 29 things. Here’s three of them:

1) I wear thick-rimmed glasses
2) I’m black
3) I am most likely also wearing a tie or a vest

Did you guess already that the picture on the title of this blog is not me?

That’s because there is a new blogger in town. Apologies for the blatant clichéd phrase, but it’s true. My name is Aaron Edwards and I am a sophomore Journalism/Drama double major at Ithaca College. I am also taking over ‘The Big Spoon.’ Former editor Andy Swift has graduated and gone on to bigger, brighter, spoonier things and boy am I excited to dish out the randomness that your life may or may not need.

Disclaimer: If every post on this blog ends up being about Beyoncé, Broadway, or Carol Channing, then so be it. You’ll just have to stick around to find out. So throw on a V-neck and get in some comfy underwear, people. It’s time to Spoon.