I can't believe I'm saying this, but I have to give the Grammy Awards their props. Don't usually watch 'em, but I was shattered after a weekend of intense music making, so thought I'd check 'em out for a minute. But it was awesome performance after awesome performance---Prince, the Black-Eyed Peas, Earth Wind and Fire, the White Stripes, Sting and some dub/reggae guy, Funkadelic, BOTH Outkastes, and who knew that Beyonce didn't suck? (She's awesome even though she's famous!) Totally fished me in, and I'm the kind of gal who's never been able to stomach TEN MINUTES of the Grams. PLUS, the leader of the RIAA bitch-slapped Shrubby and Coldplay dedicated their award to Johnny Cash and John Kerry (the Cash-n-Kerry jokes should've materialzed beyond our living room by now.) The only real disappointment to the whole affair was the deeply silly "don't download music" commerical they plugged.
And just in case you missed the best part about the nipple-flap, check this mad dope out.
posted by LauraB 9:54 AM
Pssst, hey, lady! Wanna buy some pepper?
posted by LauraB 4:00 PM
We all know children can be cruel. But do they have to beat up on Bob Dylan so hard?
posted by LauraB 12:42 PM