Another year, another Grammy Awards show, and another three hours wasted. Once again Kanye talks out of his ass, a bunch of people you don't care about read canned scripts (poorly) off a telepromter, and your favourite bands and singers are so far removed from anyone voting for the Grammys, that you don't even know why you bothered to watch. At least I don't. When the best part of the show is a jazz musician and a Chinese pianist playing Gershwin's Rhapsody in Blue, that says a lot about the music industry these days (not that there's anything wrong with Gershwin). But you didn't come to here me bitch about another lame award show. Or did you?
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