With Daande’s 20-year-bash last Friday fresh in memory I think it was time to dust off the true crown jewel among Gaga’s monster hits. I can’t consider myself one of Gaga’s monsters which leaves me unbiased enough to pick out any one track at all. Sure, Just Dance just makes you want to dance and drink excessively like the relatively humble trash chic á la the future imitator Ke$ha manner where Gaga came from. Poker Face had class and style and was one of the most innovative and trendsetting megahits in the last two decades. Bad Romance upped the ante to stadium-size glory that no other pop artist before her had ever the mindset to achieve.

But the song that is the best snapshot of the contemporary western society and that purely screams ”POP” is a song about being tired of the cellphone and instead hitting the dancefloor of the club. It’s the elegant harp melody that I wish Joanna Newsom would’ve been invited to play in the studio. How cool wouldn’t that have been? To be able to say that, yeah, that is actually Joanna Newsom opening and closing this banger. It’s the burning of the chainsaw electro synths. It’s the hysterical adrenaline rush of the chorus. It’s the catchy cut-up vocals going eh-eh-eh-eh… It’s that short but fun part after the choruses that just seems to bounce with Gaga tripping with such ease over those syllables. It’s the sassy semi-rap from Beyoncé over some hip-hop-ified double-beat in the second verse. It’s the seamless transitions between the different parts that beautifully make this a unison pop experience.

By the time Gaga gets to the line ”Just a second, it’s my favourite song they’re gonna play” I’m already sweaty from dancing out on the dancefloor. You had me at the harp, Gaga.

Listen to Telephone on Spotify!

And watch her, as always, tremendous music video. A pleasure for the eyeas and a feast for the ears. Next stop: Sensory overload.