My gay boyfriend, who is (believe it or not) none too crazy about Lady Gaga, emailed me about a “dishy comment” in Camille Paglia’s latest column:

Now, come on, people, do you really believe that Lady Gaga is 23 years old? I’ve been in advanced doubt about it for a while, particularly after seeing this video of early photos of her hanging with some mighty tough critters. (A friend of mine said of Gaga in this vid: “Too many miles of bad road there.”) I think Gaga was a hell of a lot sexier as a fun Italian-American brunette. This artificial, masklike, over-the-top Club Kids thing that she’s now into seems compulsive and wearily passé. Give it a rest, and focus on the music!

Hell, I’ve got no earthly idea how old Lady Gaga might truly be, but I do think that “focus on the music” is a rather hilarious request. Obviously, Gaga uses her image to distract all of us from the fact that there is no music. It’s all just a bunch of thumping dance beats and nonsensical lyrics.