I like to say that the interests and experiences I’ve listed in this blog will all come together when I write a novel about an anorexic Polish ballerina who leaves the stage to write a cookbook. But I can begin to give them a good gloss here on Prime Glib.
So why call this blog “PrimeGlib” and why use an image that will surely turn off many who are not carnivores? Because I am an animal that, like other animals, eats other animals and I enjoy the occasional joint. The beef says juicy, raw and sanguine – in both the cheerfully optimistic sense and the bloody – and I have never been anything if not meaty. I therefore let a standing rib roast stand for me.
So I loved seeing Lady Gaga’s skirt steak. It got my attention. Gaga is good – she reveals her pathos and shallowness. People miss the pun: she is full of gags and she makes you gag and she is neither gogo nor gew-gew and certainly not gigi. But I largely agree with Camille Paglia’s grilling of her in the Sunday Times of London. The Lady may be meaty on the outside, but there’s little if any substance inside. She made a good metaphor but doesn’t show us any meaning other than shock value.
Comment by Lewis Whittington on September 17, 2010 at 7:40 pm
Lady Gaga needs to pay attention to the fat in her voice instead of this meaty garb. But I think I know that ballerina, isn’t she Anita Stolichnaya? I love her. ta, Lew
Comment by jack dewitt on September 19, 2010 at 9:35 pm
I love the word games you play. I am also not that bothered ( in any sense of the term) by Lady Gaga. After all shallowness is the new depth.