Imagine you live next door to Lady Gaga. What do you think that entails? You might be picturing a house decorated in huge plastic inflatable tentacles, or a swimming pool filled with blue paint instead of water and a “slide” that’s really just three half-naked male dancers in the shape of a slide. Oh, but in reality (at least according to an alleged neighbor), it’s much, much worse than that. Lady Gaga has roosters, and one of those roosters will not shut up.
Life & Style, who must have been temporarily mistaken for the head of the HOA, says a neighbor has complained to them about Lady Gaga’s noisy rooster. In 2014, Lady Gaga bought an estate in Malibu, and over the years she has apparently turned it into a little farm, complete with some of nature’s feathered alarm clocks. I’d love to know what Gaga named her roosters. Poultry Face? B’gawk This Way? Beak Romance? Ew, that last one sounds weird.
Anyway, one of the roosters is little noise monster, and the neighbors aren’t having any of it. The source says:
“Gaga’s roosters have been waking us up at the crack of dawn. We have a newborn baby, and he can’t get any sleep because that rooster is squawking away. We don’t mind watching that beautiful white horse of hers walking around the yard, but that rooster never shuts up. Who has chickens and roosters? She doesn’t live on a farm. This is a multi-million dollar residential beach neighborhood in Malibu.”
Is it one rooster? All of them? According to Gossip Cop, it’s none of them. They checked in with a rep for Gaga, and the rep claims none of the roosters have been noisy enough to warrant a noise complaint. Okay, well – honestly? That sounds like something a defensive rooster would say. Did the person on the other end of the phone answer “Cock-a-doodle-dooooooI mean, uh…hello?”
Those roosters and chickens may be annoying now, but this is a real ‘be careful what you wish for’ situation. One morning, a 10-piece poultry choir is going to wake everyone up by clucking out a cover of “Applause“, and those neighbors are going to get nostalgic for the crowing.