Rolling in the Deep
I’m a confirmed chubby chaser.
Based on last night’s performance, which, based on Grammy copyright, is nowhere to be found on the interwebs, the throat surgery removed some of the achingly compelling cracks in her voice. This just goes to show that 200 performances destroyed a wonderful instrument and we may never hear its like again.
Otherwise, the show was pretty good. I felt sorry for some of the other great acts that got run over by the Adele train. Last year, it was Lady Antebellum. For me, a highlight was Taylor Swift‘s new grownup look and the tribute to Glenn Campbell amply displayed he still has the swagger which made him one of the greatest entertainers, and apparently drunks, of all time. Of course, Tony Bennett proved what happens if you take care of yourself.
I can’t help but believe that the specter of the Grammys had a lot to do with the demise of Whitney Houston.
Watching what’s left of the Beach Boys doing Good Vibrations was pretty great.
Anybody who thinks Paul McCartney has lost a step was proven wrong. Also, among lead guitar players, Bruce Springsteen is a lesser being.
We went with the Grammys and tonight will watch last night’s episode of Downton Abbey online.