Normally, I wouldn’t take the time to write a post about the lack-of-talent-fest that the Grammy awards have become over the past few years. However, I couldn’t resist the urge to laugh at all of the killjoys who’ve gossiped about how “pale,” “gaunt,” and “thin” Madonna has looked lately.
Umm…Hello? I don’t know about you, but I hope I look only
half as good as Madonna looks when
I’m 47. Those gams are not to be reckoned with by most of the 20-year-olds I know. So, all of you haters can kindly shut up now. Please.
Madonna, you keep on rockin’, girl. You’ll always be one of my heroes.
Other thoughts on the Grammys…
Past Meets Present: Genres Collide in Striking Harmony
Linkin Park, a band I would normally TiVo my way through, did their “Numb/Encore” remix with Jay-Z, one of my favorite rappers. Okay, so Jay-Z’s T-shirt, which depicted John Lennon, was a foreshadowing of one of the most random, yet thrilling musical combinations the awards world has ever seen. I should’ve seen it coming.
All of a sudden, the habitually (an unintentionally) off-key lead singer of Linkin Park, Chester Bennington, began singing The Beatles’ “Yesterday” halfway through the performance.
Now I am intrigued.
Out onto the stage walks none other than Sir Paul McCartney himself, singing “Yesterday” along with Bennington. Jay-Z threw in a few grunts for good measure, and all three men concluded the famous melody while standing abreast on the stage under a large photo of Coretta Scott King.
Some may call it contrived. Others may call it cheesy. I call it fantastic. To see generations and genres and cultures flow together as one on the stage gave me chills. An event of this magnitude wouldn’t have occurred even 10 years ago. I’d say music has come a long way lately, what with the help of the recent mash-up trend (the mixing of disparate tunes and artists together in one song or album to create a melodic sort of time warp).
Maybe there’s still some talent out there, but the stars who really shone at the 2006 Grammys were the ones from yesteryear—proof that good music and real personalities never, ever grow pale and weak.
