As a 25-year-old, I’ve grown up with Lady Gaga’s music constantly evolving in the background of my life. From the moment The Fame dropped in 2008, her debut was a revolution. I was just a kid, but I could already feel the freedom in tracks like “Poker Face” and “Just Dance.” Gaga wasn’t just singing about pop hits; she was crafting an anthem for individuality.
By the time The Fame Monster came out, I was hooked. This album was darker, edgier, and introduced the iconic “Bad Romance.” It was the perfect blend of pop, drama, and power. She went from a mainstream sensation to a boundary-pushing artist who wasn’t afraid to embrace the weird and wonderful.
Born This Way in 2011 took everything to the next level. It was unapologetically anthemic and queer—something I, and many others, could relate to on a deeper level. Songs like “Edge of Glory” and “Marry the Night” felt like a call for self-love and acceptance. Gaga didn’t just change the music scene; she gave people like me the confidence to be unapologetically ourselves.
Her later albums like ARTPOP, Cheek to Cheek (her jazz collaboration with Tony Bennett), and Joanne showcased her versatility. But honestly, Chromatica (2020) was the album I didn’t know I needed. It felt like a return to her pop roots with a futuristic twist, making it feel like we were living in a neon-drenched dream.
Lady Gaga’s journey through pop music has been nothing short of iconic. I now can’t wait to digest her newest album, Mayhem, and see how it will perfectly fit into my life. Thank the lord for Lady Gaga; I will forever be proud to call myself a little monster.
