I'm posting this 15 minutes into The Grammys, just to show how predictable they are.
I was never a fan of The Grammys. Just like Rolling Stone magazine and the Billboard Top 40, they're stuck fast to the middle of the road with what really matters whizzing past them in both directions.
Green Day as a Broadway Musical. Puh-leeze. Rock Operas sucked in the 70s, let alone now. And host Steven Colbert bombed bigger than the US Air Force.
You know damned well awards are going to go to Beyonce, Rihanna, Lady Gaga, Alicia Keys, Taylor Swift, Black Eyed Peas and some weak-ass R&B guy. Oh, and don't forget the "Rock" category - cue U2 / Coldplay / Radiohead. At least this year we'll be spared Kanye Bloody West.
This year's token not-very-Indie band? Lady Antebellum, for heaven's sake.
And when-oh-when will cougars realize that pumping their lips full of pig's bladder does NOT make them look sexier. That's you, Nicole Kidman!
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