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Month: April 2025

Don’t tease me Lady Gaga about an old lady who gives me Valentine’s day gifts because I never teased you about Tony. I’m a Jesus freak and jazz fanatic. I might have to go into the Upper Manhattan chrysalis, the lives of the rich and famous. The days when we wrote our songs on cocktail napkins and no one knew our name are long gone, abracadabra it’s the magic of the creative process

Lady Gaga pours herself another glass of Daddy’s girl, the house wine in Cafe Riche. On a wall there’s a pink hearted Romeo and a bitch is a bitch. I’m an anonymous poet, famous in heaven, dripping in serenity when I sit in the park. Lady Gaga might be a singer with a ring on her finger but all I ever learnt about love is it brings you to your knees. How many songs does a singer have in their head, how many poems does a poet keep in his heart? Lady Gaga hid behind a thousand masks. Behind a Steinway and Sons piano, she was like a deer in the headlights. I could never get close to the truth, I needed a doctor, I got Doc Marten boots. Now she’s all in leather on the New York streets and the statue of serendipity welcomes her. I had to protect my heart because all the love I’ve ever known is a one way Street. There was no respect for me as an artist. Let her live in her doll house and sing for her dollars while I cry on Gods shoulder. I guess I couldn’t tell the difference between being inspired by someone and desiring someone. She’s a mixture of good music and bad dreams. She sings, I sway, strumming my guitar like the body of a woman in my arms. She’s like a best kept secret, like a sweetheart, like a silhouette and a streetlight. Who is the minister of mayhem that I saw on a kid’s drawing, what inspired her latest album? The lessons of a famous woman. Princess Diana was kind and you can’t kill kindness. There was light at the end of that tunnel in Paris.