Monday, February 11, 2008

Coming up, Liza Minnelli and the Jonas Brothers!


I gotta say, the Grammy’s were a weird one last night. I understand it was the 50th anniversary but some of those parings were kinda off. Take for instance the painful mash-up of Kid Rock and that old lady who I’m still not really sure who she was. Wow. Not sure what to say. Throw in some awkward sexual tension and, well, it wasn’t good. I’ll just leave it at that.

Of the performances, I thought Amy Winehouse was the only one who really kicked ass and wasn’t blatantly lip-synched (I'm looking at you, Underwood). And she couldn’t have chosen two better songs in “You know I’m no good” and, of course, “Rehab.” Thank god she finally got that busted/missing tooth fixed too.

Kanye and Daft Punk was pretty dope but I gotta say, there’s no sense trotting out the ‘Punk unless you’re gonna let them bring it. I mean, like roof-off-the-place bring it. Still good, just not great. And did something happen to Kanye’s mom? ‘Cause I felt like he mentioned something...

Some other random thoughts:

Alicia Key’s duet with Sinatra was cool I guess if you like duets with dead people.

Morris Day and the Time’s performance was just odd. Anyone wondering what happened to them? Me either.

The Fergie and John Legend song would have been cooler if it wasn’t Fergie and she wasn’t doing some song well outside her repertoire.

Aretha Franklin's big as a house, huh? All three of her.

You know who’s a big fan of Kanye? Kanye. He was kind of a dick, really. The only reason he got cut off talking about his mom is he started off by trashing Common and Nas and how he was going to win album of the year. Priorities, priorities.

Vince Gill, nice one. I always liked that guy.

I can’t believe Brad Paisley has a song let alone a hit about wanting to “check someone for ticks.” Gross. Is this what they’re doing for fun out in the country now? Jesus. Probably the worst thing I saw all night. No wonder Huckabee is still in the race.

Hey, who wants a lifetime achievement award? Was it just me or were they throwing them out like promotional t-shirts last night? Burt Bacharach, where are you? Here, catch! The Band? Here, catch! A lifetime of work, frikkin’ two or three seconds of mention on the air! Sounds about right.

Will.i.am. Not sure what to say, bro. But it wasn’t good. In fact, it was bad. You’re not going to Hollywood.

Natalie Cole. What bitter, twisted logic led her to make those post-show comments about Amy Winehouse not being deserving of awards because she’s got personal problems? Oh I’m sorry. Whose daughter are you again? Maybe you can dig up some of his old tunes and sing along to them again rather than make original music. And just out of curiosity, do you take your bitter with one scoop or two of “shut the fuck up?”

And god bless Herbie Hancock and all that but I didn’t even know the guy made music this year, let alone a whole album of it. So that only makes sense that it would be the album of the frikkin’ year. After all, jazz was huge this year! I can’t remember listening to much else. Can you?

3 Comments:

Blogger Whitney said...

this is pretty much a perfect summary. well done. A+!

6:13 PM  
Blogger minus five said...

yeah. it sucked. a lot.

10:44 PM  
Blogger Maria said...

Howard...bravobravo. We missed ya at drinks last night.

4:17 PM  

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