AOTY

Oh Fer Chrissake! Now I'm officially done with the Grammys.

Taylor Swift? Maybe I don't understand what "Album of the Year" means.

Need to re-calibrate my expectations . . .

Quentin Tarantino?

I guess they couldn't get Mickey Rourke . . .

There has been a decrease over the years of real stuff on this thing - I'm starting to think that maybe this isn't worth even making fun of anymore.

Jeff Beck!

Great spare outfit here on the Les Paul tribute.

They should've had more time - more tunes.

Bad Seat

Getting seated behind Lady GaGa's headgear.

I'll maybe be okay with this . . .

if Mickey Rourke doesn't show up. Nothing against the man personally, but don't you have somewhere you've gotta be?

Dave Matthews

Little by little, he's got the whole neighborhood out there. I like it!

Damned if they don't look kinda joyous.

Just when I'd given up . . .

Andrea and Mary J - that was sweet. A real thing - for a change.

They were pro enough to push those two worlds together without any damage.

Mr. Bocelli's eyebrows were working his voice like a trumpeter's fingers on the valves.

I'm going to shut the laptop and just drink now.

I'll open it back up if something wonderful happens.

I'm probably not

going to see Todd Snider or Jim Lauderdale on this show tonight. I'm officially out of touch now.

Just when you thought it wasn't creepy enough.

Michael Jackson's kids.

The Kids!

This is child abuse. No real reason to trot them out there.

I think I just got it.

This is Show Biz! It lets Music hang around with it sometimes - but they're really not good friends.

No 3-D specs

Will beer goggles work?

Wow. This is Embarassing.

You may hear things you don't like on the Grammys.

But you don't often hear just plain bad. (T. Swift & S. Nicks)

Nothing is complete

Until Ryan Seacrest appears.

Followed by Taylor Swift.

Where's my McDinner?

The Grammys don't suck . . .

. . . if you like what they're playing. Not so much of what I like so far.

Rosie just told me she'd rather watch Mad Men on DVD

Tweet!

Ellen is following tweets - that seems like appropriate tech for this . . . :0(

Orch!

Sounds like Zak is training to be Michael Bolton

Well

Okay - the word verification thing is automatic after a certain # of posts in a single day.

Whazzup?

Somehow word verification got turned on - I'll try to figure out how to turn it off.

Grammys kind of sucking so far, anyway.

This sucks.

i bleeve I has had enough

Uh-Oh

The auto tune got Jamie Foxx

Kings of Leon are pretty solid rockers

ROTY?

How come I don't feel like any of these acts are important?

I wasn't paying attention - I don't know who these guys are . . .

Freakin A! music over style

Record of the Year Already?

Who are these guys? And who dressed 'em?

Kids used to be able to / have to

rock out in the privacy of their basements and garages. Now they're being plucked up by the Music Industry and turned into butter way too soon.

That's a Hammond B3

up there with them. Old School!

quite a brow ridge on this girl.

good to see the neandertal new wave breaking through!

or was it just the lighting?

my bad

franny can't seem to get on as a poster any sugg (mine was good from last year)

We're all waiting for something . . .

to de-snark us, and I don't expect a lot of it.

I like this phone ad

That looks like a pretty cool phone app. Strat-style.

The future?

In SOCAL, maybe.

if I was king o the world,

auto tune would disqualify for a grammy

I think that the gravity

in southern CA must have a really bad effect on creativity. Robots?

Wow - what'll they think of tomorrow?

Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

Devo raps.

who is this?

Wow - how much did they pay . . .

Will I. Am to wear that Target hat?

sounds like every other country band I ever heared

When they really get this down . . .

. . . you won't be able to tell where the commercials end and the - well you know.

sweaty young lady

who can sing with water going up her nose, apparently

Pink in a Beach Towel, Pink Naked, Pink in a Giant Tea bag!

Good Lord

Every time I look up it's a different world up there with Pink - I shouldn't look away.

Franny just said lat time she saw pink...

she was hanging from a trapeze!

YOu just know Darth Vader is gonna......

threaten Pink's home planet of Alderaan.

Yeah! Leonard!!!

Cher's replacement is here.

Just looked up and saw that Pink had a wardrobe change.

Beyonce wins Best Hair Flinger

Saw Beyonce on 60 Min

She's earnest - works real hard - REAL hard.

She could use some banjo and mandolin, I think.

Oh. Not War pig.. the armored dancers threw me off.

Alanis Mo's tune?

Will it be real dirty?

I liked Black Sabbath's version better

War Pig is a classic!

That tremendously accomplished musician . .

Simon Baker! Way to cross market.

Wake for the Death of Punk Rock

Though I do love Green Day and they are from first hand accounts really super nice guys and excellent musicians etc. The whirring noise you hear at high decibels is the corpse of Sid. (Maybe Malcolm Maclaren is pedaling?) Though this is theme appropriate.

Bugs we be workin out

Trying to change settings so that comments always show . . .

Beyonce. No Way.

SOTY?

Had bad typeyness going on - was going to predict that Beyonce would get it.

Hard time settling in here . . .

Opening number

Makeup courtesy of Phantom of the Gaga.

This just in from our shameless dept.

A one hour break

. . . between the pre-televised part and the big show. Stretch your legs, polish your ice cubes, rotate your chicken wings, add some blue food color to the blue cheese dressing.

See you soon.

One more thing for those who are new to these live blogs - the oldest ones are at the bottom, the new ones land on top and all the previous witticisms are squashed down. As they should be.

Pardon me . . .

Will you wake me up after they've finished with the metal (heavy and light varieties) and hard rock categories. Thanks.

The Stage Band

I'm in awe of those folks - I assume they've got to sight-read on a second's notice the tune for whichever winner is walking to the stage. They're incredibly tight.

Sorta jumping the gun, here.

I've never tuned into this pre-televised thing before. They're streaming live on the intertubes.

Right now there's a band from Montreal, Canada named Beast. They're big and kickin'.

Good performance.

Ramblin' Jack

Cool - says he drove from a Cowboy Poetry thing in Elko, NV.

(Ramblin' Jack Elliott won for __________)

. . . uh, the chicken problem.

(Image found at Adelaide University Student Radio Blog)

The 'nasty chicken wings thing' is part of the ritual for me - as is the Dewar's.

Ellen has been reading "The Omnivore's Dilemma" by Michael Pollan. I agree with her (and him) that the whole factory-farm approach to raising chickens for food is a sorry mess. We've bid adieu to what had once been a staple of our diet - we're looking for a local source of organic, free range, actually-lived-before-they-died chickens.

That said, I'm faced with a dilemma of my own. Since the Grammys is something like a religious holiday thing for me, the chicken wings are akin to a requirement of the religion.

I raise my face to the sky and pledge to work harder to help change - one omnivore at a time - the eating habits of my two legged mammalian brethren.

(say two Dominus Yo Biscuits and go in peace)

Ticket to the Grammys

(Image found at Grammy.com)

Last year I started writing a song called "Ticket to the Grammys" - even had a little video for it kind of worked out in my head. For now, this is as close as I get to all that wonderful ballyhoo.

I'll be doing my usual Dewar's® and wings thing tomorrow night - last year a couple of hardy souls waded through the clik'n'clak and figured out how to post responses. Made the endeavor a bit less pathetic for me. I'd love to have online company from anyone else for whom the Grammys is a near religious event. But please don't think that I'm without a healthy chaser of cynicism and heresy - we'll trash the proceedings until one of those rare magical moments occurs. Then we'll all just go "yeahhhhh - that was cool!" See you there.