
Best New Artist went to Bon Iver continuing the Grammy's run of giving the award to a very talented yet publicly unknown artist who'll probably never be heard from again. Do you remember last year's winner Esperanza Spalding? No of course you don't.
I was rooting for Nicki Manaj for Best New Artist. That was until I saw her Grammy performance. Oh Nicki... Oh no. No No No No No. Let's break it down: First she shows up in a red cloak, a la Red Ridding Hood, arm in arm with a Pope look-a-like. I didn't mind the red cloak but the huge Versace logo on the front killed it for me. The 'Pope' wasn't needed either. The first thing I thought was 'Is channeling Sinead O'Connor?' Nicki, leave the red carpet antics to Lady Gaga. (she does it a lot better) Then she performed her new single Roman Holiday. Ehh... again I was left thinking... 'Didn't Madonna do this on her Blond Ambition tour?' (the horrible song didn't help either) The whole thing felt forced and worse like something I've seen before.

Now to Whitney Houston. She was a legend and an icon. Pure and simple. I'd never had a true emotional reaction to a celebrity's death before. But as I was driving and heard that she drowned in a bath tub it really caught me off guard. It put a damper on my whole night. Seeing her in concert had always been on my Bucket List. It's public knowledge that Houston was fighting a loosing battle with drugs and they no doubt played a part in her early death. I thought the Grammys handled her death receptively without making the whole show about her.
My only other observation from the Grammys:
-I didn't get what Katy Perry's space age (and ugly) outfit had to do with her song or performance?
-Who was that Russian bitch with the machine gun on her arm?
-Was it me or did they only hand out about 5 awards the whole night? More awards less performances please.
-Rhianna looked amazing. Robyn looked like a Swedish lesbian club kid from 1994.
-I'd still have sex with LL Cool J
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