The Fame es un álbum de Lady Gaga, publicado en 2008 por Streamline Records. El disco incluye 14 canciones, entre ellas «Just Dance», «LoveGame», «Paparazzi» y «Poker Face».
Sobre el álbum
"The Fame" es el primer álbum de la discografía de Lady Gaga. Lanzado por primera vez el 19 de agosto de 2008 bajo el sello Interscope Records, alcanzó el segundo puesto en la lista Billboard 200 y el lugar más alto en las listas británicas de ventas. De convertirse en un gran éxito de ventas y recibir numerosos reconocimientos, también supuso el lanzamiento definitivo de la carrera musical de Lady Gaga.La cantante contó con la colaboración de varios productores, entre ellos Rob Fusari, Martín Kierszenbaum, RedOne y Space Cowboy, que trabajaron en conjunto para obtener un gran álbum mezcla de estilos electropop, synth-pop y dance-pop.
El título del álbum hare referencia a la obsesión de Lady Gaga por alcanzar la fama de tratar de temas como el dinero, el lujo, el sexo o las drogas.
El 18 de noviembre de 2009 se publicó una edición de lujo, titulada "The Fame Monster". Los dos lanzamientos, más la gira promocional y sus apariciones públicas catapultaron las ventas hasta los 18 millones de copias, entre la edición estándar y la de lujo.
En el apartado de reconocimientos, "The Fame" recibió cinco nominaciones a los Grammy de 2010, entre ellos el Grammy al Álbum del Año. Finalmente, ganó el premio al Mejor Álbum Electrónico/Dance y el premio a la Mejor Grabación Dance, gracias al sencillo "Poker Face". En Reino Unido, ganó un premio Brit al Mejor Álbum Internacional.
Las letras de las canciones de "The Fame" fueron escritas por la propia Lady Gaga, quien participó en la composición de los temas.
El primer sencillo, "Just Dance", fue lanzado el 8 de abril de 2008. El tema fue coescrito junto al cantante de origen senegalés Akon y al productor RedOne. Alcanzó el primer puesto en la lista Billboard Hot 100 en Estados Unidos y se mantuvo en dicha lista durante cinco meses.
En el videoclip, aparece Lady Gaga en una fiesta interpretando la canción, mientras todos los asistentes a la fiesta se dejan llevar por la música y comienzan a bailar.
El segundo sencillo, "Poker Face", fue publicado el 23 de septiembre de 2008 y se convirtió en uno de los sencillos más vendidos de la historia, con 14 millones de copias. El tema trata sobre la bisexualidad y su supuesta experiencia en ese aspecto, con varias insinuaciones al sexo y las apuestas.
El video musical de "Poker Face" fue dirigido por el realizador noruego Ray Kay y nos muestra a Lady Gaga cantando vestida con diferentes disfraces. Estrenado el 22 de octubre de 2008, se ambienta junto a la piscina de una mansión y también nos muestra a la cantante jugando al strip póquer.
"Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)" fue el tercer sencillo del álbum "The Fame". Lanzado el 10 de enero de 2009, se trata de una balada que trata sobre alguien que rompe con su pareja e intenta rehacerse buscando otra persona con la que compartir su vida.
El vídeo fue dirigido por el realizador coreano Joseph Kahn, quien con una ambientación de los años 50 nos muestra a una Lady Gaga ama de casa y fiel esposa, una imagen muy alejada a la que suele enviar la cantante.
"LoveGame" fue lanzado como cuarto sencillo el 23 de marzo de 2009. Producido por RedOne, fue compuesta por la propia Lady Gaga junto a RedOne.
El video clip, dirigido al igual que el anterior por Joseph Kahn, nos trae a Lady Gaga bailando en una estación de metro de Nueva York y fue una especie de tributo de la cantante al estilo de vida de la gran ciudad estadounidense. El vídeo tiene influencias del vídeo "Bad" de Michael Jackson y en algunos países tuvo restricciones de emisión por su contenido sexual.
"Paparazzi" es el quinto y último sencillo de este álbum debut de Lady Gaga. Lanzado el 29 de mayo de 2009, describe la lucha de la cantante por conseguir alcanzar la fama sin tener que renunciar a su vida personal.
El videoclip fue dirigido por el realizador sueco Jonas Åkerlund, conocido por haber trabajado con grandes nombres de la industria musical, como U2, Madonna o Rammstein. Fue grabado entre el 13 y 14 de abril de 2009 en Villa de León, en Malibu, y en Chateau d'Or en Bel Air, Los Ángeles.
Con una duración de siete minutos, nos trae la historia de una estrella que es acosada por los fotógrafos de la prensa, azuzados por su novio, con quien, al final del vídeo, tiene un enfrentamiento mortal.
Listado de Canciones
- Just Dance4:02Red wine, Konvict, Gaga (oh, yeah) I've had a little bit too much - much oh oh woah! All of the people start to rush, start to rush by. How does she twist the dance Can't find my drink, or man. Where are my keys, I lost my phone. What's going on out on the floor? I love this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore. Keep it cool, what's the name of this club? I can't remember but it's alright, alright. [Chorus] Just dance, gonna be OK. Da da doo doo just dance spin that record babe. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, gonna be OK. Duh-duh-duh dance, dance, dance, just dance. Wish I could shut my playboy mouth. How'd I turn my shirt inside out? Inside out right. Control your poison babe Roses have thorns they say. And we're all gettin' hosed tonight. What's going on on the floor? I love this record baby, but I can't see straight anymore. Keep it cool, what's the name of this club? I can't remember but it's alright, alright. [Chorus] When I come through on the dance floor checkin' out that catalog. Can't believe my eyes so many women without a flaw. And I ain't gonna give it up, steady tryin' to pick it up like the car I'm a hit it, I'm a hit it and flex until the 'till done until tomorrow yeah. Shawty I can see that you got so much energy, The way you twirling up them hips round and round There's no reason, I know why you can't leave here with me In the meantime stand, let me watch you break it down and dance Gonna be okay da-da-doo-doo Just dance, spin that record babe. Da-da-doo-doo Just dance, gonna be OK. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, spin that record babe. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, gonna be OK. Duh-duh-duh dance, dance, dance, just dance Half psychotic sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint it's symphonic Half psychotic sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic Half psychotic sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint it's symphonic Half psychotic sick-hypnotic Got my blueprint electronic Go, use your muscle carve it out work it, hustle (I got it, just stay close enough to get it) Don't slow, drive it, clean it Lysol, bleed it Spend the last dough (I got it) on your pocko (I got it) Just dance, gonna be okay. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, spin that record babe. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, gonna be OK. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, spin that record babe. Da-da-doo-doo just dance, gonna be OK. Duh-duh-duh dance, dance, dance, just dance.
- LoveGame3:38
Vídeo
- Paparazzi3:29We are the crowd We're c-coming out Got my flash on it's true Need that picture of you It's so magical We'd be so fantastical Leather and jeans We're rock glamorous Not sure what it means But this photo of us It don't have a price Ready for those flashing lights Cause you know that baby I [Chorus] I'm your biggest fan I'll follow you until you love me Papa-paparazzi Baby there's no other superstar You know that I'll be Your papa-paparazzi Promise I'll be kind But I won't stop until that boy is mine Baby you'll be famous Chase you down until you love me Papa-paparazzi I'll be a girl backstage at your show Velvet ropes and guitars Yeah 'cause you're my Rockstar in between the sets Eyeliner and cigarettes Shadow is burnt Yellow dance and we turn My lashes are dry Purple teardrops I cry it don't have a price Loving you is cherry pie Cause you know that baby I [Chorus] Real good (We're dancing in the studio) Snap snap to (That shit on the radio) Don't stop (For anyone) We're plastic but we still have fun! [Chorus]
- Poker Face3:59I wanna hold 'em like they do in Texas plays Fold 'em, let 'em, hit me, raise it baby stay with me (I love it) Love Game intuition play the cards with spades to start And after he's been hooked I'll play the one that's on his heart Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh, I'll get him hot, show him what I've got [Chorus] Can't read my, Can't read my, No he can't read my poker face (She's got me like nobody) Can't read my Can't read my No he can't read my poker face (She is gonna let nobody) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) I wanna roll with him a hard pair we will be A little gambling is fun when you're with me (I love it) Russian Roulette is not the same without a gun And baby when it's love, if its not rough it isn't fun, fun Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh I'll get him hot, show him what I've got Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh-oh-e-oh-oh-oh, I'll get him hot, show him what I've got [Chorus] P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) I won't tell you that I love you Kiss or hug you Cause I'm bluffing with my muffin I'm not lying I'm just stunning with my love glue gunnin' Just like a chick in the casino Take your bank before I pay you out I promise this, promise this Check this hand cause I'm marvelous [Chorus: x3] P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) (She is gonna let nobody) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh) P p p poker face, p p p poker face (Muh muh muh muh)
- Eh, Eh (Nothing Else I Can Say)2:57
Vídeo
- Beautiful, Dirty, Rich2:53Beautiful, dirty dirty, rich rich, dirty dirty Beautiful, dirty rich Dirty dirty rich, dirty dirty rich, beautiful Beautiful and dirty, dirty rich, rich dirty We got a red light Pornographic dance fight Systematic, honey But we got no money Our hair is perfect While were all getting shit wrecked It's automatic, honey But we got no money [Chorus] Daddy I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry yeah We just like to party, like to ppparty yeah Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich We live a cute life Sound fematic, pants tight Tug n' plastic, honey But we got no money We do the dance right We have got it made like Ice cream topped with honey But we got no money [Chorus] A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich A bang bang bang, bang bang bang, beautiful, dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang, we're beautiful and dirty rich Bang bang Bang bang
- The Fame3:43
Letra
I can't help myself I'm addicted to a life of material It's some kind of joke I'm obsessively opposed to the typical All we care about is Runway models, Cadillacs and liquor bottles Give me something, I wanna be Retro glamor, Hollywood, yes we live for the [Chorus] Fame, doin' it for the fame Cause we wanna live the life Of the rich and famous Fame, doin' it for the fame Cause we gotta taste for champagne And endless fortune Fame, fame baby The fame, fame We live for the fame, fame baby The fame, fame Isn't it a shame, shame baby A shame, shame In it for the fame, fame baby The fame, fame I can see myself in the movies With my picture in the city lights Photograph my mind And what else you like to shoot You decide All we care about is Pornographic girls on film and body plastic Give me something I wanna see television and hot blonds in odd positions [Chorus] Fame, fame baby The fame, fame We live for the fame, fame baby The fame, fame Isn't it a shame, shame baby A shame, shame In it for the fame, fame baby The fame, fame Don't ask me how or why But I'm gonna make it happen this time My teenage dream tonight Yeah I'm gonna make it happen this time Fame, doin' it for the fame Cause we wanna live the life Of the rich and famous [Chorus: x2] - Money Honey2:52
Letra
That's M O N E Y, so sexy, I Damn, I love the Jag, the jet and the mansion Oh yeah And I enjoy the gifts and trips to the islands Oh yeah It's good to live expensive you know it But my knees get weak, intensive When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey That's M O N E Y, so sexy, I That's money, honey Damn, I'd love a boat by the beach on the west coast Oh yeah And I'd enjoy some fine champagne while my girls toast Oh yeah It's good to live expensive you know it But my knees get weak, intensive When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey You know I appreciate the finer things But it's not what makes me happiest, baby (I can do without it, babe) Your tender loving's more than I can handle Never burn out this candle, baby, baby K-k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey When you give me k-kisses That's money, honey When I'm your lover and your mistress That's money, honey When you touch me it's so delicious That's money, honey Baby, when you tear me to pieces That's money, honey That's M O N E Y, so sexy, I - Starstruck3:39
Letra
Groove. slam. work it back. filter that. baby bump that track. Groove. slam. work it back. filter that. baby bump that track. Groove. slam. work it back. space cowboy just play that track. Gaga in the room. so starstruck cherry cherry cherry cherry boom boom. Rollin' up to the club on the weekend Stylin' out to the beat that you're freakin' Fantasize I'm the track that you're tweakin' Blow my heart up put your hands on my waist pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Cue me up I'm the twelve on your table I'm so starstruck I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up Baby now that were alone gotta request Would you make me number one on your playlist? Put your Dre headphones with the left side on Wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth uh huh Put your hands on my waist pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Get the breakdown first Up until the chorus To the verse Re-ke-re-ke-reverse I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up Hey Lil' mamma like really, really is that him I done seen you before what you got on them big rims Enter that cash flow, I'm like baby you don't trip So Shawty say hand over your signature right here Like adjust the dotted line and I suppose to sign How she at it, a fanatic and I think it's goin' down She so star struck, the gal all stuck I should have had an overdose too many starbucks Ain't never seen a balla, paper that stack taller Notice who let the top back on the chevy impala Hummers and all that fully loaded with two spoilers What did you call that when you showed up with two dollars But that's another chapter, son of a bachelor All on me, just spotted a baby actor Complete swagga, they go the dagga Got what she wants, shawty happily ever after I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up Groove. slam. work it back. filter that. baby bump that track. Groove. slam. work it back. filter that. baby bump that track. Groove. slam. work it back. filter that. baby bump that track. Groove. slam. work it back. baby bump that track. Baby now that were alone gotta request Would you make me number one on your play list? Put your dre headphones with the left side on Wanna scratch it back and forth, back and forth uh huh Put your hands on my waist pull the fader Run it back with original flavor Get the breakdown first Up until the chorus To the verse I'm so starstruck I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up I'm so starstruck Baby 'cause you blow my heart up - Boys Boys Boys3:22
Letra
Hey there sugar baby Saw you twice at the pop show You taste just like glitter mixed with rock and roll I like you a lot lot Think you're really hot hot I know you think you're special When we dance real crazy Glamaphonic, electronic, disco baby I like you a lot lot All we want is hot hot [Chorus] Boys boys boys We like boys in cars Boys boys boys Buy us drinks in bars Boys boys boys With hairspray and denim Boys boys boys We love them! (We love them) Oh, oh Baby is a bad boy with some retro sneakers Let's go see The Killers and make out in the bleachers I like you a lot lot, think you're really hot hot Let's go to the party heard our buddy's the DJ Don't forget my lipstick I left it in your ashtray I like you a lot lot, all we want is hot hot [Chorus: x2] I'm not loose, I like to party Let's get lost in your Ferrari Not psychotic or dramatic I like boys and that is that Love it when you call me legs In the morning buy me eggs Watch your heart when we're together Boys like you love me forever Oh, oh, oh, oh [Chorus: x3] - Paper Gangsta4:25
Letra
Midnight rush, with a pen in my hand Dink in link in, sand-script with a fan Remembering me, before it began Sometimes I felt so def in a jam But the ones who loved me, told me to stop Like home girl can't catch shit if it drops A superwoman chick, you know that I am Some shit don't fly by me in a man 'Cause I do not accept any less Than someone just as real, as fabulous Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign away my life to Someone whose got the flavor But don't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Wont sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business Not interested in fakers Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta Got something really shiny to start Want me to sign there on your range rover heart? I've heard it before Yeah, the dinners were nice Till your diamond words melted into some ice You should been rapping to the beat of my song Mr. California, Paper gangsta and I'm lookin' for love, not an Not an empty page full of stuff that means nothing but You've been played 'Cause I do not accept any less Than someone just as real, as fabulous Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign away my life to Someone whose got the flavor But don't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Wont sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business Not interested in fakers Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign away my life to Someone whose got the flavor But don't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Wont sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business Not interested in fakers Don't want no paper gangsta Won't sign away my life to Someone whose got the flavor But don't have no follow through Don't want no paper gangsta Wont sign no monkey papers I don't do funny business Not interested in fakers Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Oh oh Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta Don't want no paper gangsta - Brown Eyes4:05
Letra
In your brown eyes, walked away In your brown eyes, couldn't stay In your brown eyes, you watch her go And turn the record on And wonder what went wrong What went wrong If everything was everything But everything is over Everything could be everything If only we were older Guess it's just a silly song about you And how I lost you And your brown eyes In your brown eyes, I was feeling low Cause they're brown eyes and you never know Got some brown eyes, but a soft face I knew that it was wrong So baby, turn the record on Play that song Where everything was everything But everything is over Everything could be everything If only we were older I guess its just a silly song about you And how I lost you And your brown eyes Brown eyes Everything was everything But baby it's the last show Everything could be everything But it's time to say goodbye so Get your last fix, and your last hit Grab your old girl with her new tricks Honey yeah, it's no surprise I got lost in your brown eyes In your brown eyes Brown, brown eyes Your brown eyes Brown, brown eyes Got some brown eyes Brown, brown eyes Your brown eyes - I Like It Rough3:24
Letra
Your love is nothing I can't fight Can't sleep with the man who dims my shine I'm in the bedroom, With tissues and when, I know you're outside banging that I won't let you in 'Cause it's a hard life, with love in the world And I'm a hard girl, Loving me is like chewing on pearls You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough Won't go without my fix tonight It's a little too rough Prom girl wipes her tears with silver lines And she can't get enough I'm in the bedroom With tissues and when, I know you're outside banging that I won't let you in 'Cause it's a hard life, with love in the world And I'm a hard girl Loving me is like straightening curls You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough I'm shiny and I know it, Don't know why you wanna blow it, Need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough, likes it rough. I'm shiny and I know it, Don't know why you wanna blow it, Need a man who likes it rough, likes it rough, likes it rough. Is it because you don't mean it? Or because I don't feel it? Yes it's rough. Is it because you don't mean it? Or because I don't feel it? Yes it's rough. You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough You've got me wandering why I I like it rough I, I like it rough I, I like it rough - Summerboy4:14

