to me, this song is an example of gary go taking an incredibly hollow, shallow, cheap, party, dance song that has glimmers of potential and transforming it into a tremendously touching, beautiful and honest song. despite it being a cover, you really get the feel that these words mean a lot to him, albeit largely from the words he put in himself. it's miles better than the lady gaga version, which to me is nothing more than another petty attempt to get a crappy, meaningless song--some "fucking song about fucking," to use the words of a personal favorite singer songwriter of mine--onto the top 100.
to me, this song is an example of gary go taking an incredibly hollow, shallow, cheap, party, dance song that has glimmers of potential and transforming it into a tremendously touching, beautiful and honest song. despite it being a cover, you really get the feel that these words mean a lot to him, albeit largely from the words he put in himself. it's miles better than the lady gaga version, which to me is nothing more than another petty attempt to get a crappy, meaningless song--some "fucking song about fucking," to use the words of a personal favorite singer songwriter of mine--onto the top 100.