The slogan for this year is “We’re All Fans”.
Frankly, I don’t give a shit anymore. After too many episodes of lame nominees, seasoned veterans nominated for “Best New Artist” (because the mass media finally caught on) and the same album winning awards in multiple years, I’m throwing in the towel.
Fuck the Grammy Awards. I’m not watching and I don’t care who wins. It’s a sham and a waste of my time.
Like the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, NARAS is just an organization with a lot of money bestowing honors with a lot of behind-the-scenes machinations influencing the result. I have my own awards show and my own hall of fame, and both are firmly housed in my heart and head, where good decisions belong.
But as a public service for those who do enjoy the show, here’s the link to the nominees. The same link will no doubt list the winners after the fact. Have fun.
Now please excuse me while I play Peacock Swagger by Plasticsoul, which no one will mention during the telecast. It’s head and shoulders better than anything you’re going to hear from that Grammy stage tonight.