Sorry about not posting for a while. I'll admit that it's partially my fault, but a large part of the blame goes to Blogger. Blogger was bought out by Google a little while ago, and apparently their new owners' chief goal is to make their servers really unreliable. But anyway, onto buisness:
Last night I was able to catch the Grammys for the first time in several years. I'm actually starting to think popular music is beginning to come aroud, but it still has a long ways to go. A few observations:
Will somebody please move Faith Hill and The Dixie Chicks to the Country Music Awards, or at least out of prime time?
James Taylor and Yo-Yo Ma (Best Name Ever) was really quite nice, but Simon and Garfunkel aren't sounding like they used to.
If you saw Art Garfunkel in a dark alley, you'd run away, you know you would. He's awfully crazy-looking.
Why do The Roots, who are a real band that play real instruments (quite well), keep allowing themselves to play background music for the likes of Eminem and Jay-Z?
And why does Carlos Santana keep hooking up with losers like The Matchbox 20 Guy and Michelle Branch?
I thought Coldplay and that Orchestra was going to work, but it really didn't.
Also, The Coldplay Guy has to stop headbanging when playing the piano, or he's going to end up with a keyboard induced concussion.
Jimmy Sturr wins best Polka Album! What an upset!
I was really suprised when Eminem didn't
flip anyone off (to my knowledge).
And I was shocked that the unbelievably overexposed Osbournes did not make an appearance (to my knowledge).
And why didn't Kenny Rodgers get to perform? "The Gambler" is as true today as when it was written.
Bruce Springstein looked even constipated than usual while doing the tribute to The Clash.
Speaking of Tributes, I could have really done without N'Sync's a capella rendition of Stayin' Alive.
Speaking of Tributes and N'Sync, does this mean somebody's going to do a tribute to N'Sync in twenty years? I hope I'm dead by then.
Averil Lavigne didn't win anything. There is a god.