Well, I tell you what, this Lady Gaga, she’s somethin’ else, ain’t she? I heard tell of this thing, folks callin’ it “throw up on Lady Gaga.” Sounds right nasty, don’t it? Like somethin’ my old cow Bessie would do after eatin’ too much green grass.
Seems this happened a while back, maybe ten years or so, they say. This girl, Millie Brown, they call her, she up and puked on Lady Gaga, right there on stage! Can you believe it? And not just once, mind you, but twice! First time, it was green stuff, like somethin’ out of a sci-fi movie. Then, she drank somethin’ black and did it again! On a mechanical bull, no less! The young folks these days, I swear…
Now, I ain’t one for that fancy music or them wild shows. Give me some good ol’ gospel any day. But this story, it got me thinkin’. Why would anyone wanna do that? And why would Lady Gaga let her? They say it’s art, this “performance art” they call it. But to me, it just sounds like a mess. A good scrubbin’ is what it needs, not no fancy name.
- First, she drinks this green milk stuff. Who drinks green milk, I ask ya?
- Then, she throws it up all over Lady Gaga. On her chest, no less!
- Then, she drinks somethin’ black and does it all over again!
- And all this while they’re on a mechanical bull, like at the county fair.
They say this happened at some music festival down in Texas, place called SXSW. Never been there myself. Too much noise and commotion for an old lady like me. And then again in some big square, Piata Constitutiei, they call it. Sounded foreign to me. Lady Gaga, she was singin’ some song called “Swine,” which makes sense, I guess, considerin’ what happened. But then I heard tell she even stopped in the middle of another show to go throw up herself! Maybe she caught somethin’ from that Millie girl, or maybe she just ate somethin’ bad. Who knows?
This whole thing got people talkin’, that’s for sure. Some folks say it’s disgusting, some folks say it’s art. Me? I just think it’s plain weird. But hey, to each their own, I guess. I ain’t gonna judge. I’ve seen stranger things happenin’ in this world, like that time the Johnson’s prize-winning rooster laid an egg.
Now, I heard tell there’s videos of this whole thing floatin’ around on the internet. Them young folks are always on their phones, watchin’ all sorts of things. But I wouldn’t know nothin’ about that. I prefer my stories the old-fashioned way, told over a cup of coffee and a slice of pie. But this story about Lady Gaga and the pukin’ girl, well, it’s one for the books, ain’t it? It makes you wonder what they’ll come up with next.
I tell ya what, I wouldn’t want my grandkids seein’ such a spectacle. It ain’t right. But then again, they probably wouldn’t listen to an old woman like me anyway. They’re too busy with their phones and their music and their… well, their pukin’ performances, I guess. Makes a body tired just thinkin’ about it. Makes a body want to churn some butter and forget the whole mess.
So that’s the story of the “throw up on Lady Gaga,” as best as I can tell it. A strange tale, for sure. And like I said, I ain’t no expert on art or music or any of that fancy stuff. But one thing I do know is that cleanin’ up that mess must’ve been a chore. I hope they had a good mop and bucket.
Tags: [Lady Gaga, Millie Brown, Vomit, Performance Art, SXSW, Stage, Music Festival, Swine, Throw Up]
