The Grammys are being held in 3 days, and like pretty much anyone who listens to music, I don't really care. These kinds of self-congratulatory award shows are thankfully suffering for either their stodginess (The Grammys) or their populism (The People's Choice Awards, the American Music Awards). This article offers some pretty good constructive criticism, but I think the problem is less an issue of format than an issue of interest. Does anyone really care if such and such wins whatever award? Aren't award shows just conversation (*cough*and blog*cough**cough*) prompts? Don't most people just go on listening to whatever music they listen to? (Currently: Elvis Costello & The Attractions - Get Happy!!)
And that's my train of thought heading into most award shows. Usually I wind up flipping between them and whatever I'm watching or whatever game I'm playing, hoping to catch some decent performances. This year will be no different, but I'm especially looking forward to this year's slate or performances (most of which I'll probably YouTube rather than see live) for one reason.
Is it Paul McCartney with Dave Grohl on drums? U2? Estelle and that wacky Kanye West? Stevie Wonder? Allen Toussaint?
NO!
I'm looking forward to the fact that MIA is scheduled to perform with her baby due that night. In the off-chance she doesn't give birth in the next 3 days (or go into labor hours or minutes before her performance), we can get some high-tension "WTF is she thinking?"/"Is this a good idea?"/"What's their contingency plan?" kind of entertainment. Plus I adore MIA, and not just because I'm a blogger who also loved Pineapple Express and Slumdog Millionaire. Shit could get interesting, is all I'm trying to say.
Oh, and I think it'd be entertaining to see Weezy slur and stumble his way through an acceptance speech if he happens to be on cough syrup at the time... Though in a very sad way.
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