Life after American Idol is a delicate dance on coals for most who pass through the talent show. Customarily, winners/runners-up are called upon to record a crap forgettable single designed to accrue a modest number of spins on radio, and if they're lucky, they start to come into their own, then are allowed a chance to misstep for the sake of artistic growth. Then they finally hit their stride. It's here that we finally begin to regard this kind of Idol alum independently of the show that vaulted her to success. To that end, Adam Lambert's got a long, twisty path to pop stardom ahead of him. For Your Entertainment may make that ascent even more difficult.

● Courtney Love talks about the time Sharon Stone screamed at her in front of Anna Wintour. Oh, memories. [NYMag]
● Miley Cyrus hasn’t seen Twilight -- and doesn’t plan to. “I don’t believe in it. I don’t like vampires ... I don’t want anything to do with it.”[EW]
● Twihards, brace yourselves: Dakota Fanning and Kristen Stewart will lock lips in their next film, The Runaways; according to Fanning, it’s a very passionate kiss. [AccessHollywood]

It's that time of the day again, wherein we phone world leaders and ask them politely if they could please hold off on all matters of reviving the globe from its death-spiral for a day because there are more important matters at hand. Like feeding the most contemporary iteration of Beyogaga. A beautiful, benevolent beast, Beyogaga is something of a contemporary pop unicorn or sphinx. It's elusive, but a rare visual treat when it comes into view. Make too much noise and the easily startled Beyogaga will scamper off. The gorgeous Beyoncé-Lady Gaga crossbreed's first music video was made available last night. And it was to the tune of an extended remix of "Video Phone" which is going to be on the millionth reissue of B's I Am ... album. It may also be tacked on Gaga's The Fame: Monster reissue as well. At the end of the day, the five-minute long affair is an excellent diatribe about violence and the lack of intimacy in 21st-century romances. A full explanation of the performance art piece follows.

Tonight on Gossip Girl, three turns out to be the loneliest number when the OM3 between Dan, Vanessa, and Lizzie McGuire turns out to be more complicated than their private parts originally expected. But let’s be honest -- we’ll go for the threesome, but we’re staying for the Gaga. On tonight’s episode, Leighton Meester’s Blair Waldorf continues in vain to impress her NYU classmates, this time by promising them a private Lady Gaga concert. The details of her guest appearance are cloudy at best: she wears a red gown with a 30-foot train. She performs her new single “Bad Romance.” She tells People, “It’s very performance art.”

One day. That's how long it was possible to go without adding yet another scoop of fluffernutter to the ever-expanding bit of anthropology we'll call Gagaography. Last night, Her Highness of Unexpected Pop Conquest unveiled "Speechless" off The Fame Monster, while dancers from the Bolshoi Ballet pliéd along. The whole to-do celebrated the 30th anniversary of L.A.'s Museum of Contemporary Art.

Yesterday, we knew nothing about Beyogaga and it was "Sol-Angel this!" and "Hadley St. Dreams that!" Then heads exploded as Solange gave The Dirty Projectors a slick makeover. In a vain bid to extend Solange's mission of fipster goodwill into a wave of good news for the superlative popstrel that'll still be relevant by the time next week rolls around, here's an obligatory trend piece! No, not one about rock-and-roll types legitimizing pop songs/"Single Ladies", rather the exact opposite. Because irony for irony's sake is so passé. With pop stars, it's about self-awareness as a device in furthering careers. It's about bringing music to the masses. It's about saving lives. Too far? Fine, fine. In any case, a round-up of some recent exemplary rock covers that pop stars have performed for some reason or another.

Apologies to all other pop stars of this year and years past. You're just now utterly useless. Footnotes in the exhaustive discourse about The Way We Are. Throw in the towel now. Whatever you do, you just won't outdo Lady Gaga. You could develop a drinking problem, leak a kinky sex tape, get yourself to rehab, threaten suicide, get into a scuffle with one of your similarly desperate peers, do charity work in a third world country, or even mull the prospect of neutering yourself. And that just wouldn't be enough. Because at the end of the day, Gaga will reign supreme. You are the shadows, other pop stars, and Gaga is the sun. Hell, even Posh Spice wilts under her towering likeness. The proof's in the lobster claws. Regardless, here's a breakdown of Gaga's three-pronged takedown of the entire known cosmos.

Woe! Beyoncé's music video for the remixed version of "Video Phone" -- featuring Lady Gaga -- has been indefinitely delayed. But today offers some solace. Lady Gaga, who's been having something of a banner year, has decided to placate us by offering up her sharp video for "Bad Romance." This is the first single to be lifted off her one-and-a-halfth record. The aesthetic is simple and deliciously gaudy. Imagine a spartan bathhouse. Imagine Anakin Skywalker stumbling into that spartan bathhouse and coming toe-to-toe with an android queen. Toss in some slick choreography, wild costume changes, and a middle 8 that finds Gaga babbling about "fashion" as she struts around in a pair of Alexander McQueen's infamous lobster claw heels. What you essentially have then is a supplement to the original Star Wars canon far more welcome than any of those unfortunate prequels. Watch "Bad Romance" after the break.

Pop star and perpetrator of fashion's recent no-pants fixation Lady Gaga is apparently intent on adding the title of designer to her resume. Obviously she won't be the first musician to debut her own line (just yesterday came news that Kings of Leon have joined the ranks of recent crossover acts). However, something tells me a Gaga-approved clothing line would look quite unlike anything other musicians-turned-designers have so far produced. In a recent interview with Flare, the provocateur responded to the prospect of premiering her own fashion line by saying, "at some point, I will. Right now, I’m more concerned with using my fame to promote young designers such as Gary Card, an artist who designed a piece I used on stage."

She wore plastic bubbles for David LaChapelle on the cover of Rolling Stone and, in no particular order, appeared bloodied at this year's VMAs, wrapped a Slinky on her head during a taping of Ellen, and for some reason has an outfit made entirely of stuffed frogs. She might be the most frightening woman in the world aside from Bai Ling, which, when paired with an aversion to pants, makes for Halloween costume gold. A friend of mine went to a party as Gaga with balls, which was rather disconcerting, but her aside, here are five of the more awkward interpretations from Saturday night.