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Previous Musings
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A Night With The Stars
Well, I had my green crushed velvet suit,
complete with tails dry cleaned and ironed, but I’ve yet to receive my
invitation to the that wonderful gathering of the stars, the Grammys. But
from what I saw on TV, I didn’t miss much.
Actually I decided I wasn’t going to watch
the crap fest this year, but my wife called me in to see who was on TV
and lo and behold, it was Bob Dylan. I’ve never been into Bob Dylan but
I watched out of sheer morbid curiosity. I have never seen a corpse sing
before and I do use the term “sing” in the loosest sense of the word. His
voice was really quite bad, but tolerable way back when. But on the Grammys,
sheesh I’ve seen alley cats that can carry a tune better. I was truly shaken
after seeing and hearing Mr. Dylan.
I saw on a recap that Missy Elliot won
“best rap solo performance” for “get your freak on”, how in the blue hell
does she manage to flim flam so many people into believing she has any
sort of talent what so ever? You ever see that episode of the Cosby show
where Bill Cosby raps? Need I say more?
The powers that be that decide the winners
of the Grammy’s again show how out of touch they are, when Linkin Park’s
”crawlin” wins the best hard rock award, I could name a zillion other bands
that should have won this. The soundtrack of “Oh Brother Where Art Thou”
is harder rock than these ass clowns. Limp Bizkit is better than them and
that pains me to say, but its true. Speaking of “Oh Brother Where art Thou”,
what in the blue hell is up with that winning so many awards? I just don’t
get it.
Now many people would say the Grammy people
know nothing of underground music, well I beg to differ. I went to the
Grammy website (grammy.com) and I found the most underground type of music
you will never hear. It surprised me to learn even of its existence and
that would be Grammy field #16....polka, yes my friends polka, I thought
that went out with women wearing green pantsuits with yellow paisley prints.
By the way, the winner was “gone polka” by Jimmy Sturr. I haven’t heard
it, but I have it pictured like that song “gone country” by some guy whose
name I forget at the moment.
And of course the day after you got the
people commenting on what the people were wearing, further proof of how
unimportant award shows are. Nobody disputes the winners and losers of
the awards, but you can bet your butt they will be giving thumbs up or
down to the fashions these celebrities are wearing, Well I’ll give in just
a bit, what the hell were the Dixie Chics thinking? That one girl looked
like she cut a hole in a blanket and stuck her head through it!
Summing it all up, this years Grammy’s
were a complete waste of time. It was pretty much like any award show,
all corporate butt kissing and a waste of good TV time. But its kinda like
watching a dog relieving itself on your neighbors lawn it is really not
that interesting, and you know its gross, but ya gotta watch it just a
little bit in case something amazing happens. later gm
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