Tuesday, February 12, 2008

My Grammy Re-Cap

They were boring….As usual, but I couldn’t stop watching. I did however mute the TV a few times and talk to the moms. I wish I would have written this last night. My memory would have been fresher. But I do remember that Tina Turner had no neck, and thinking that’s Beyonce in 50 years. John Legend had to play on a fisher price piano (pretty sad). Aretha Franklin. Yellow. Birds. School Bus. She had a neck but its lost somewhere underneath the excess weight (I assume that will be Kelly in 50 years) Amy Winehouse is a genius. A drunken crack head but a genius. A 5-time award winning drunken crack head genius. Kanye West is an asshole. Gods knows if my mother died I would want someone to feel my pain and I would want to pay tribute to her. but if you really believe that your mother is an angel I’m pretty sure shes watching you more than just at the Grammys save it for you bedtime prayer. But I like the battery-pack jacket. Won’t catch me wearing one anytime soon but its still nice. Alica Keys sang to many songs. and why did she bring John Mayer on stage if he was only going to sing background. What a waste! Why did the show have a built in reality contest. I don’t care about those people. when did they get famous or nominated. Why didn’t Ledisi win any awards? Why didn’t they let Jill preform? That Beetles thing was weird but now I want to watch Across the universe. After 10 grammy’s they should stop letting people win. like Alicia Keys. Where the hell did Morris Day come from and doesn’t he look like Rhianna’s daddy (if I spelled her name wrong so what?). I don’t remember any rappers being apart of the show. Bring back Outkast. I think they gave out like 6 awards that’s pretty sad for a 3 hour show. and why did Herbie Hancock win album of the year? I don’t know 50 people who bought that album. Amy Winehouse rocked but it was live from London and that’s no fun. She looks like her mother. and it reminds me that time is not your friend. Carrie Underwood is dry like a turkey sandwich on wheat bread in the desert during a drought and so was that other country guy. Fergie can’t sing, and I still can’t get over John Legend on the tiny ass piano. I skipped doing homework for that. Now I feel like a loser.But I’m not.

Waiting for Erykah Baud’s new Cd to drop,

KD

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