The Born This Way Ball

I am very proud to say that my concert virginity was taken by Lady Gaga. Yep, Satan’s bride herself was the woman to do the deed.

For those of you who live under a rock, Lady Gaga brought her Born This Way Ball tour to South Africa late last year, with the first show taking place at Soccer City stadium in Johannesburg on the 30th of November. What you probably did know though, is that there were many groups who were protesting her concerts, with utterly daft reasoning such as: “Lady Gaga is the self-professed bride of Satan” and “If Lady Gaga comes to South Africa, this will encourage the youth to have sex and therefore, there will be an increase in the number of people with AIDS”… I shit you not. Despite these ludicrous proclamations, the concert went on as planned and boy, oh boy, what a concert it was.

The concert itself was roughly two and a half hours long and there was never a dull moment. It was a non-stop, high-energy visual and aural masterpiece. Throughout the show, Gaga would interact with the audience by telling us about her life, such as the struggles she had faced as an up-and-coming artist and how she had to waitress for 7 years while trying to chase her dream. It’s a side of this woman that sadly, many will never get to see because they’re so hell-bent on judging her based on the preconceived notions that they have about her.

For anyone who is a fan of Lady Gaga, but may be reluctant to go to her live shows for whatever reason, I have this to say: To me, Lady Gaga is the true definition of what it means to be an “artist”. The amount of detail and hard work that is put into the Born This Way Ball (and all her other live performances) is mind-boggling and Lady Gaga executes them to perfection. For me, in terms of live performances, she is second-to-none.

I wouldn’t recommend taking the kiddies along though, because the show can get a bit graphic at times but, all in all, The Born This Way Ball was an experience that could never be forgotten. markgagabtwb


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