Speaking of the Gutter-Glam Goddess, Ke$ha, I saw her deliver one of the best stage shows I have ever seen on Friday as she unleashed a unique chaos on stage in Connecticut. Having seen her earlier in the year in Massachusetts, it felt like a constrained show. In the intervening shows, she developed a truly unfettered performances that was sleezy as it was cheezy. Part of the fun of Ke$ha is you know she is in on the joke, but the a vast majority audience is not (and most of her haters are not). From the opening spoken word intro that evokes thoughts of Spinal Tap to her unabashed love for eyeballs (she has one tattooed on her hand) to having sexual encounters with ghosts, Ke$ha always plays to that audience of one amusing herself to no end and somehow bringing this hodgepodge legion of followers along for the ride through sheer might of her effusive charisma. Though there is one facet of music she indulges that is lost on many of her "Animals" and that is her love for hard rock/heavy metal as noted by giving her guitarists multiple solos throughout set along with an extended solo early on in the show with all the finger-tapping, shredding excess of the 80s. Ke$ha is a rockstar playing the part of the pop-star and the joke is on all of us because Ke$ha is the one who is laughing the hardest.
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