Anyone who’s anyone is in town and the events are trash unless someone is filming them and interviewing all the guests. I’m at Annabel’s, at Lady Gaga’s album launch, where my task is to ask Stephen Fry and now-forgotten indie-pop bands if they are ‘a Jesus or a Judas’ because the latter is one of Gaga’s songs.
‘Are you a Jesus or a Judas?’
‘Judas,’ The Hoosiers giggle.
I’m confused as to why it’s cooler to be Judas seeing as you don’t get a halo, but everyone seems to think it is – everyone except Will.i.am, who is not into the question. I apologise and say it’s stupid, but that’s what Gaga called her song, so here we are. He understands. No offence taken. As we talk, I notice Kate Moss has arrived but is immediately smuggled into a side room. My cameraman wanders off and I forget all about Kate as Will.i.am begins telling me some extraordinary things.
‘Have you heard about the millions of birds falling from the sky?’ he asks.
‘No? I didn’t see that in the news…’
‘The thousands of fish that are rising from the sea, dead?’
‘No, I haven’t heard about that either.’
