The Grammy's suck. No doubt. This wasn't an awards show. It was a string of bad performances. With a bunch of "lifetime achievement" announcements made. Yeah, you know I watched it. But only because my boys were up for an award. They didn't even televise the damn award. Not like the boys showed up anyway, but still... All the category got was a blurb at the bottom of the screen. Annie Lennox won for her song about those damned fraggle trolls or whatever. I'm disappointed. Not because they had the best song, but because I love them and think they should win everything, on account of them rocking so much. After I realized they weren't going to be there, or even get a shout-out, I would've turned on some Lizzie McGuire rerun or something. Except I had remembered hearing a rumor about Justin lending some love to a Tsunami collaboration. Then I heard about that Grammy Tsunami thing. I watched. No Justin. What a disappointment. I want that part of my life back. Oh, but it was good to see Melissa Etheridge coming back. And the productive part was that I developed a girl crush on Joss Stone. Come on - she's cool.
It all comes down to the Oscars now. They lost the People's Choice, the Golden Globe, and the Grammy (and some other crap, I'm sure). Let's just hope for the future. Plus, we all know the Oscar would be the best one to win anyway. I mean, how funny would that be? Very funny is the answer. |