In a world where dollar signs are just another letter, Ke$ha’s “ladies is pimps too” balderdash will keep on trucking until the credit card is maxed or the beer bong is clogged with glitter. She’s not about the music, despite pop singles that revel in kick-in-the-nuts immediacy. She’s about ignoring the dark matter out there past the break of dawn and after the DJ has turned it up. Ke$ha is a fast-food tinfoil star of our own making, and there’s no one else to blame.
Wed., April 13, 8 p.m., 2011
This article from the Village Voice Archive was posted on April 6, 2011