...am I holding up right now?
It used to be fun to watch the spectacle of it, but that was a long time ago. For a few years, I kept going back -- like a squirrel to its SUV-flattened mate on a rural route -- hoping it wouldn't be as bad as I'd remembered. But that was just "magical thinking" -- it just got more and more stinky.
Two words: Mariah Carey.Two more words: Kanye West.I don't need to watch.
And, for me, the scariest two words of all: Michael Green.
But there are those rare, sublime moments. Like Jethro Tull's upset win over Metallica for the 1988 Best Hard Rock/Metal Performance. A classic.
Funnily enough, that was the decisive moment for someone else who was griping about the Grammies recently. (Water-cooler conversation.) He didn't have a problem with JT, per se, but with the clueless categorization. He never looked back.
For heaven's sake, they gave a Grammy to Barack Obama!For what?But hey, are these things totally contrived and politically motivated? Oh, no, no, no, no...yes.
Can he sing?
I'm thinking no.Here's the citation: http://www.chicagotribune.com/news/local/chi-060208obamagrammy,1,4647416.story?coll=chi-news-hedTotally bogus.
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