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.