I wrote this whole big long post when I was in a slightly miserable messed up mood. And it showed. I hated the vibe of it. Now I'm not a big fan of erasing what's happened or been written about, but I really don't feel like having that reminder of a crap mood hanging around. So I'm taking it down. Except for the part about Dave Grohl, because he's awesome. So here you go.
Good ol Foo Fighters... after they slammed their way through a song, they threw on suit jackets over their Slayer T shirts, called it formal wear, and accepted their award. Dave Grohl crowed about how they made this album in his garage! which amused me because I'm sure his garage is, um, not exactly like the one your mom let you and your 14 year old buddies make your noise in. I love him for getting excited about music made by people, not machines, even though I suspect computers still snuck into the process at some point, because that's how it's down now, sorry... but most of all, I love and respect Dave Grohl for his speech about picking up an instrument and learning how to play it!!! And for music made with your heart and your mind.
Oh and here's the other brilliant Dave thing which I forgot to mention when I first wrote this post:
At the end of the Foo Fighters acceptance speech, the get-off-the-stage music started. It was something called "dub-step" which apparently them kids today really dig, except for my kids, who have actual good taste in music. Yep, I sound like I'm 87 and hate all that newfangled stuff that ain't even music at all dernit!!!
But seriously. UNTZ UNTZ UNTZ UNTZ
And what did Good ol Grohl do?
Just as the camera panned away, with the untz untz untz happening, he ran back to the microphone just before the commercial break and yelled, "LONG LIVE ROCK AND ROLLLLL!"
Annyong and I threw our hands up in the air and started into a rousing chorus of DAAAAAAAAVE GRO-OHHHHHHHHLLLLL!
Anyways. I have to get Bucky and Annyong working on getting me that Awards Season Tree they keep threatening to make for me, with the little Grammy and Juno and Oscar ornaments hanging from its golden branches...
5 comments:
Only watched Glen. But he did a good job.
I had a bitch of a past week too, so I know about "moods."
I started answering your post, but because of events that ambushed me, it turned into a huge rant. I decided not to logjam your blog, so I parked it in my dormant blog. If interested, click on my name to zip there. But let me warn you it's massively self indulgent.
Yes, I watched the Grammys, and thought it was the best I have seen for years. Of course I cried for Whitney, truly one-of-a-kind voice lost. I liked Deadmouse and the jiggly-wriggly Bruno Marsh.
Well, I get behind on reading posts and apparently I missed something.
I didn't watch the grammys. I really just rely on you for my entertainment, so I hope you're in a good mood for the Oscars. :)
Heidi, your original post reflected real life along with the glitz of the Grammy awards and I for one couldn't get a handle on how to respond to everything that happened last week. That tragic accident so close to home left us all reeling along with collective shame that workers from another continent come here to do work that we can't or won't do so that they can support their families back home. Add to that the fact that some of these men had just arrived in Canada days earlier and the enormity of this tragedy is nearly incomprehensible. Then we have a gifted singer pay the ultimate price for her addictions in spite of her great talent. It was not a good lead-in to the Grammy awards and that was beyond your control. I can only say that I hope things are calm news-wise leading up to the Oscars so that you can outdo yourself in that report! The stars will make it easy for you ... somehow the Oscars really bring out the elegant, the bizarre and the truly outrageous and we will need you to point these things out to those of us who don't want to watch the show because of the boring parts and would rather read all about it on here!
I plan to go all out for that one, for sure!
It's stunning how a tragedy like the one last week can mess up your mind. I did t even know those people. I do think I'll have to write about it but I'm not sure when I'll feel like it.
Thanks for understanding. You always do.
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