This is how my evening seeing Lady Gaga started off: my dad (yes, my DAD) drove us into the parking area near the stadium and asked the attendant, “What’s going on here tonight?” “Uh, Lady Gaga,” the guy answered. “Sounds good! Hook us up!” my dad shouted. (My dad is awesome.) My sister, her best friend, and my dad and I saw Lady Gaga in Louisville, Kentucky at the KFC Yum! Center (great name, really, nothing like imagining fried chicken and mashed potatoes every time I think of Gaga now) on March 12. I like Gaga, although I have nowhere near the levels of adoration that the Little Monsters do. She has some really great songs, and I was looking forward to seeing some wicked outfits and crazy stunts and what have you, the typical Gaga fare. Scissor Sisters opened up at 8, with the announcement that “if you don’t know who we are, you’re probably not gay or British” (they were right!). They were a decent band, kind of a cross between Led Zeppelin and Joan Jett. Gaga didn’t come onsta...
