Song of the Day #1,141: ‘Hair’ – Lady GaGa

Lady GaGa’s second full-length album, Born This Way, arrived with such fanfare and hype that it couldn’t help but disappoint. It sold well (in part because of a mega-discounted Web deal) but nobody got all that excited about it.

And I’m kind of happy about that. Not because I don’t like Lady GaGa — I do — but because bringing her down to earth might be the best way to shift her focus from the pageantry to the music. GaGa’s music, as it turns out, it actually damn good. And Born This Way shows more promise of a long career than the admittedly addictive pop flash of her Fame records.

The surprise of Born This Way is how far it strays from the techno pop of her earlier work into far more familiar territory. This album is like a time machine to the 80s, with GaGa drawing inspiration (and often downright stealing) from Pat Benatar, Bruce Springsteen, Depeche Mode and Madonna. As influences go, she could do far worse.

Lyrically, GaGa is lacking. Her words are often obvious and trite, or they try too hard to be outrageous and provocative. “I want your whiskey mouth on my blonde south,” she sings on ‘Heavy Metal Lover,’ proving that nobody sounds sillier than somebody trying to sound sexy.

Perhaps the best example of GaGa’s lyrics getting in the way of her music is today’s song, ‘Hair.’ This is a terrific sounding track, a rock anthem complete with 80s synths and Clarence Clemens on sax that goes all techno after each chorus. But it’s about hair. “I am my hair,” GaGa chants passionately, speaking no doubt for thousands of disaffected teens who will someday look at their high school pictures and groan.

I don’t know, maybe that’s a good thing. Maybe people who see their hair as a metaphor for their rebelliousness deserve their own anthem. I tend to think they deserve a haircut. Boy, I’m getting old.

Whenever I’m dressed cool my parents put up a fight
And if I’m hot shot my mom will cut my hair at night
And in the morning I’m short of my identity
I scream, mom and dad why can’t I be who I wanna be?

I just wanna be myself
And I want you to love me for who I am
I just wanna be myself
And I want you to know I am my hair

I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die living just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die living just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, I’m not a freak
I’m just here fighting to stay cool on the streets
I’ve had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I’m as free as my hair, I’m as free as my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair

As free as my hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair
Hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair
As free as my hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair
Hair, hair, hair
Hair, hair, ha-ha-ha-hair

Sometimes I want some raccoon or red highlights
Just because I want my friends to think I’m dynamite
And on Friday rock city high school dance
I got my bangs to hide that I don’t stand a chance

I just wanna be myself
And I want you to love me for who I am
I just wanna be myself
And I want you to know I am my hair

I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die living just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, this is my prayer
That I’ll die living just as free as my hair
I’ve had enough, I’m not a freak
I’m just here fighting to stay cool on the streets
I’ve had enough, enough, enough
And this is my prayer, I swear
I’m as free as my hair, I’m as free as my hair
I am my hair, I am my hair

I just wanna be free, I just wanna be me
And I want lots of friends that invite me to their parties
I don’t wanna change and I don’t wanna be ashamed
I’m the spirit of my hair, it’s all the glory that I bear

I’m my hair, I am my hair
I’m my hair, I am my hair
I’m my hair, I am my hair
It’s all the glory that I bear
I’m my hair, I am my hair
It’s all the glory that I bear
I’m my hair, I am my hair

One thought on “Song of the Day #1,141: ‘Hair’ – Lady GaGa

  1. Dana says:

    Yeah, this song does nothing for me. I agree Gaga has talent, and perhaps someday she will put out an acoustic record and leave this whole techno synth anthem stuff behind. Oh, and if I am as free as MY hair, then I might as well be living in Gitmo.

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