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She’s crazy. At times irreverent. Undoubtedly avant-garde.Her fashion choices are off the wall and often get more publicity than her music or her message. She is aptly named Lady Gaga and she is the  biggest pop sensation in the world with over 31 million followers on Twitter. When someone that big comes to perform in South Africa – you go to the concert. And if you didn’t, here’s what you missed:

The set was elaborate – a multi-layered castle that shifted and changed throughout the performance; the dance routines were tight and infallible; the costumes were as extravagant as can be expected from a woman famed for wearing a dress made out of meat. And the performance… possibly too incredible to explain. From the most spectacular entrance atop a unicorn, to birthing herself, to the slickest costume changes and even showing a bit of ass, Mother Monster knows how to put on a show. I was expecting an extravaganza and I was far from disappointed. What was most impressive, and I’m sure the multitudes of South African little monsters will agree, was not the earth shattering theatrics of it all but rather the intimate, delicate moments. Behind the flamboyance of her as an icon charges forth the message of self-acceptance, freedom of expression and not giving a fuck. Whether you’re a card-carrying little monster or just someone who was just who happened upon tickets, it would be very hard to deny how genuine Lady Gaga is about her social footprint. She doesn’t just say that ‘there’s nothing wrong with loving who you are’ she lives it, she wears it in her outrageous wardrobe, you hear it in the tender growl of her voice when she all but tears up while engaging with her fans.

This woman is legit. A little gaga, (to borrow from Linda Woolverton’s Alice in Wonderland) mad, bonkers, off her head. But I’ll tell you a secret… All the best people are.

Now before you judge me, let me set the record straight, I admit that there is plenty of drivel on TV. Plenty of reality TV bullshit that makes me lose faith not only in the integrity of viewership demographic but also the integrity of the suits who are siphoning money into making that shit. A friend of mine once said that every time someone watches the likes of Jersey Shore, that somewhere a book commits suicide; that it jumps off its bookshelf and bursts into flame. That drivel, unfortunately is a microcosm for the broad spectrum of crappola that is overloading our screens. Nowadays, everything in life gets its own TV show. Hillbilly Handfishing, for example is a television show solely dedicated to showcasing some back water citizens catching catfish, wait for it, with their hands. (As a side note, this is both ridiculous and perversely fascinating and if you happen to stumble upon it in an insomnia-induced stupor, its entertainment value is remarkable.)  But although the quantity of different programmes is plentiful, the quality is frightfully lacking. The Real Housewives Who Need To Get Over Themselves, Keeping Up With Fame Obsessed Families and Toddlers and Their Inappropriate Mothers Living Vicariously Through Them.  Yes, because those shows enrich my life and make me a better person. (If you don’t read the sarcasm there, please do us both a favour and read no further) It’s very rare for a television programme to come around that strays from the already laid out cheap template of what gets good ratings. It’s very rare that the medium is ever used to its full potential.

People watch television. And that’s the bottom line. TV has an audience and a large one at that. Children’s programming seems to be the only kind that has honed in on the fact that television can be used to educate. That television has the ability to ignite positive change. Reality television programming however, seems to aim to do nothing more than to provide a voice to people whose views may be better left unheard. Mostly I seek out comedy shows that can keep me giggling at the very least or a cooking show that makes me feel guilty for not spending more time in the kitchen. Every now and then something with a good storyline comes around and suddenly everyone is watching it, and talking about it. Game of Thrones is one such show. Once you’ve seen an episode you realize that you’ll soon be changing your schedule so as to not miss another installment. And once you’re hooked you don’t even realize the life lessons that sneak into your entertainment regiment: “A Lannister always pays his debts” reminds us all that every favour shouldn’t go unrewarded. The character of the young and merciless King Joffrey has taught series fanatics the old adage that ultimate power corrupts. All these little subliminal suggestions that one picks up when we’re paying attention.

Which brings me to my original point, I watch far too much television, not that it bothers me too much, because as an entertainment scholar, I like to be in the loop. And right now, I’d like to entice others to get in the loop. Even though I watch a lot of television it is rare to come across something that truly deserves airtime. And I have recently found a show that deserves viewership; that show is HBO’s The Newsroom. Have you seen it? If not, make a plan, because finally someone is paying to put something on our screens that is relevant, intelligent and entertaining. It has after one season already claimed the title as HBO’s most watched series since 2008 with a premiere viewership of 2.1 million viewers. The plot premise follows a team of newsmen who are repositioning their programming to showcase ‘the news that the voting public needs to hear’ rather than kowtowing to ratings. Of course the show also has all the relationship entanglements that help viewers relate to the characters and keeps them coming back for more, but mostly the very dialogue-driven script, is asking smart questions about our society and the media’s influence and responsibility. The show has been criticized for being too leftist, too smug, too full of sermonizing diatribes, too soapboxy I presume. But frankly all that those critiques prove is that The Newsroom is creating debate, which is something that quality television should pride itself on.

My personal take on it is that it’s brilliant. It’s an articulate, intellectual, witty show that stands in broad contrast to television’s recent trend towards idiocy. And among a stellar ensemble cast, it stars Dev Patel ( Yes, that guy from Slumdog Millionaire) and you should watch it, maybe to see him as something other than that guy from Slumdog Millionaire. Watching The Newsroom is, at the moment, the highlight of my television viewing and I watch each episode thanking the heavens for PVR so that I can rewind and replay each ingeniously written dialogue. You know what, I admire it so much that I am willing to end this post with one all-encompassing sentence: Watch The Newsroom, it will make you a better person.

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The premise is simple: a group of high school misfits join an unpopular show-choir club and through following their passion to sing, make friends and find somewhere to belong. Sounds fairly humdrum and possibly cheesy, but the draw-card for me was, without a doubt, the music. The friend who suggested Glee to me described it as “ a show about kids in high school and their lives are basically a musical” and anyone who has ever appreciated Buffy the Vampire Slayer’s Season 6 Episode 7 “Once more with feeling” would be daft not to check it out. True entertainment superstars are sometimes called ‘triple threats’. These are the performers who can not only act, but also sing and dance. Glee features on-screen performance based musical treats and the performers have to be able to do it all. But the all singing, all dancing concept is one that is at risk of being camp and too showy. So then, why do I still proclaim to love Glee?  Because intertwined with punchy musical performances is a relevant storyline dealing with relationships, sexuality and social issues. But what wins me over, hook line and DVD box set is the music, because I am an ardent fan of cover versions of songs. A cover version, unlike a remix whose purpose is to better a song, is a rather a tribute, an ode. It says ‘I love this song as it is and this is my take on it’.

Glee’s creators have strived to maintain a balance between show tunes and current chart-toppers. Clever move if they want to please a larger demographic. Music taste is such a fickle bride to please. By doing cover songs of various genres, executed by young actors whose ambition matches those of their characters they produce fire. And notable success: The cast of Glee have had more songs chart than The Beatles and more Billboard hits than Elvis, showing that clearly the cast and creators of this show love the music and nothing can really detract from that.  From the Christmas classic ‘Baby, it’s cold outside’ made popular by big names such as Ella Fitzgerald, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr. and Ray Charles that gets a remake by a homosexual male pairing to episodes devoted to the likes of Britney Spears and Lady Gaga. I can’t believe it’s taken me this long to mention the mash-ups! Mixing Beyonce’s ‘Halo’ with ‘Walking on Sunshine’ or a go-right-now-and-get-your-hands-on-this fusion between Rihanna’s ‘Umbrella and Gene Kelly’s 1929 ‘Singin’ in the Rain’.

Even with all the mastery of cover songs, Glee has in its second season introduced original music. I raise an eyebrow and wait to be either highly disappointed or thoroughly impressed, but so far so good. Every episode I watch leaves me wishing that it could have an encore. And I’ve already asked Santa to leave the Glee music box set under my tree. It’s fun and upbeat but still seamlessly full of social critique and debate.  It’s unabashedly light and gleeful.

Accurate title I guess.