Lady Gaga’s Mayhem Ball Captures the Completeness of a Pop Star

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Lady Gaga’s Mayhem Ball Captures the Completeness of a Pop Star
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If WeHo felt particularly empty on Tuesday night, it’s because Los Angeles’ gay millennial contingency was at the Kia Forum in Inglewood for night two of Lady Gaga’s brief SoCal residency. Three months after headlining Coachella, Gaga concocted the Mayhem Ball—a potent, 29-song setlist spanning The Fame to Mayhem, packed with theatrics and deafening singalongs. She played a song from every studio album except Chromatica, which got its own “ball” in 2022, and, as the medium of live performance continues to evolve—thanks to culture-shaping tours from Taylor Swift and Beyoncé—Gaga’s elaborate, ornamental dressings and song sequencing danced in total harmony.

I do not go to pop concerts often, not because I don’t like pop music—I adore pop music—but because I loathe arena shows. They’re too big and, too often, impersonal. Banter in-between songs feels telegraphed, and everything is so choreographed down to the last detail that it exiles the greatest gift a concert can give a fan: unpredictability. And, believe me, I understand exactly why the details mean so much to an event like the Mayhem Ball. This is big-budget mainstream music being translated into a big-budget mainstream stage production. For reference, my last gig before Gaga’s was a singer-songwriter show at a hole-in-the-wall venue with maybe 30 other people in attendance. But there’s no hyperbole from me here: The Mayhem Ball is the greatest concert I’ve ever been to.

The brutalist-themed Chromatica Ball was a success three years ago, grossing a box office of, roughly, $112 million and filling 800,000 stadium seats across 20 shows. The Mayhem Ball is set to be more expansive, stretching into the early rumbles of 2026—as Gaga will play 63 shows across North America, Europe, Japan, and Australia, and she’s doing at least three performances in every US city she stops in. Two weeks ago, the drama kicked off in Las Vegas and continued into San Francisco, only to return to Gaga’s old haunt of LA ahead of August’s dawn. Taking a note from Swift, Gaga has even been introducing a “surprise song” during each night’s encore, after the concluding “How Bad Do U Want Me.” So far, she’s treated her fans to “ARTPOP,” “Sexxx Dreams,” “G.U.Y.,” a cover of Ozzy Osbourne’s “Crazy Train,” “MANiCURE,” “Swine,” and, Tuesday night, “Mary Jane Holland.” Some of these songs haven’t even been performed in a decade.

The Mayhem Ball is split into five acts: “Of Velvet and Vice”; “And She Fell Into a Gothic Dream”; “The Beautiful Nightmare That Knows Her Name”; “Every Chessboard Has Two Queens”; and “Eternal Aria of the Monster Heart.” Some tracks received extended intros and outros, while others were truncated into transitional pieces. Fan favorites like “Alejandro,” “Applause,” “Kill For Love,” and “Aura” were shortened to let Mayhem songs like “Garden of Eden,” “Disease,” “Zombieboy,” and “Shadow of a Man” flourish with decorative, sweeping pomp. The Gesaffelstein and Cirkut remixes of “Abracadabra” floated around as acts came to a close, while Gaga interpolated elements of “Off With Her Head” and Giorgio Moroder’s “Tears” into “Poker Face” and “Million Reasons.” All of it felt intricate; all of it was intricate. Quells in light displays revealed a few-dozen strips of colorful tape directing every dancer and set piece’s position. The majesty of the Mayhem Ball isn’t afraid to let some guts spill out of the corset—which is why the closing performance of “How Bad Do U Want Me,” where Gaga sings while taking her makeup off backstage, before returning to the stage for a final bow, ought to cause such a stir: The Mayhem Ball heeds to its own grandeur and then obliterates it.

If you were tuned into either of Lady Gaga’s Coachella performances in April, then maybe you’re already familiar with the Mayhem Ball’s past-minded design. There is a certain nostalgia celebrated in the choreography and wardrobe of the concert, in which Gaga sports familiar outfits—like the armor and crutches from the “Paparazzi” music video, or the spiky-crowned queen and sandpit from “Bad Romance.” The first dress she wears, a giant red Tudor gown concealing a dozen backup dancers, parallels the Lady Macbeth costume Thierry Mugler designed in 1985, while the ballroom battle during “Poker Face” takes place on an Alexander McQueen-referencing, “It’s Only a Game”-style, chess board-covered catwalk.

And all of that feeds into the story Gaga is telling for the two-hour entirety of the show. Mayhem the album casts an image of a musician reckoning with every era of her life. The kick, however, is that those eras begin reckoning back at the Mayhem Ball. Her old hits sound bigger even when swallowed by new ones, like “Die With a Smile”; she kills a past self during “Poker Face” and, after the runway becomes a river, sings a brooding, gothic version of “Shallow” in a gondola with the red lace and headdress-wearing version of herself from the 2009 VMAs. Disco sticks and a cane the color of the devil’s cock aplenty, everything was blood-colored and gaudy but not without bursts of chrome and white. Gaga’s pop ambitions feel as extravagant in 2025 as they did 15 years ago, when she was an East Coast theater kid transplant in LA and turning into a campy, hit-making hero. Of course, she owes a lot to Madonna and Prince and David Bowie, but Lady Gaga was, and remains, a tabula rasa for the voiceless. The Mayhem Ball, in its deepest and most spectacular tug of war between two selves, is an opera house filled with the songs of our most complete pop star.

So when she and a skeleton do some heavy petting during “Perfect Celebrity” à la “Bad Romance,” or when the show begins with the one-two of “Bloody Mary” and “Abracadabra,” it hits you like a symbolic marriage of Gaga’s strangest and strongest thens and nows. And, to my delight, she added “LoveGame” and “Just Dance” to the setlist, transporting me back to the summer I discovered the Top 40 for the first time, when Time Warner Cable still existed and I would watch music videos on one of their on-demand channels. And, though 85% of Mayhem got played (sorry to the “Don’t Call Tonight” or “Blade of Grass” fans), Gaga digging into her Fame bag and pulling out the funky, sauntering “Summerboy” was a highlight for my queer heart.

And look, the air in the Kia Forum was sticky, hot, horny, and gay as hell. It reeked of leather and alcohol; everyone around me was between the ages of 27 and 40 years old, except for the nearby ADA section, which was mobbed by Gaga’s elderly contingent, many of whom smartly brought portable fans with them. But the LGBTQIA+ community—specifically the millennial LGBTQIA+ community—has been instrumental in making Lady Gaga one of the most important pop stars of her generation, and she even called that truth out by name Tuesday night, dedicating the vibrating, celebratory “Born This Way” to the “most important community of my career.” Before standing on her business (as she often does; see: her Grammy acceptance speech this year), she let the train of her white dress unfurl and crest behind her until, suddenly, a light kicked on and illuminated the sheer in a pastoral rainbow.

But for me—somebody who has loved Lady Gaga’s music while both in and out of the closet—it was particularly affirming to watch her sing “Vanish Into You.” My position on it being the best song of 2025 has only intensified, having now watched Gaga perform it while carrying a bouquet of black roses and a trans pride flag up and down the stage at the close of Act IV. And of course, Gaga is not the first musician to hold a queer flag high during a concert (almost 10 years ago, I watched Paul McCartney sheathe himself in rainbow nylon), but, sometimes, small gestures weigh heavy on the heart. Lady Gaga waving the pink and blue while singing “We were happy just to be alive” was cheeky and sugary in all of the cliché ways my heart tries to so often resist. So maybe, if the Mayhem Ball is meant to represent anything at all, it’s the okay-ness of letting your freak flag fly. As a great mind once said, “Eat your heart out, Kate Middleton.”

I profiled Lady Gaga in March when Mayhem came out. You can read about here, and you can also read my review of the very good episode of Saturday Night Live she hosted that weekend, too.

Matt Mitchell is Paste’s music editor, reporting from their home in Los Angeles.

 

 
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