Wow, what a great race the Bud Shootout turned out to be. The COT (car of tomorrow, or now today) handled great and the field stayed relatively bunched up for the whole race. Also, Dale Jr. won which proved to be hugely popular...as expected. I like Jr., but geese, it must be nice to inherit all of your dead daddies fans. I love Dale too, but I think Tony Stewart is a better driver than Jr. by far, and should one day surpass Dale if he stays in Cup long enough. Anyway, a very intertaining race and now I'm that much more stoked to watch Daytona.
Grammys? Ok, I guess. Way too much mainstream music for my taste, but what should I expect. Steve Earle won another gold dude.....who gives a fuck. I would have been happy for him years ago, but his time has come and gone for me. Wilco lost. Shit. Again, I'm not suprised. The best music seems to always be missing from the winners list of most major awards. Amy Winehouse didn't freak out and smoke crack or anything. She was pretty good and although I could give two fucks about her stuff, she's talented as hell. Kanye West won AGAIN....give it a rest dude, yes you are talented too, and I'm glad you think you are God's gift to rappers, but take your ugly ass off the stage. Is it me or does he look like he's always packing a huge pinch of Wintergreen Skoal between his lip and gums or what? And yes, of course it's wintergreen because that's the closest flavor to Newports that they have. Oh, and the Foo Fighters won. Cool, I guess. Oh and they rocked out onstage outside and were introduced by a very funny Jason Bateman.
The best line of the night though was from Vince Gill. After Kanye's speach about how great he is and how he always wins Grammys, Vince was given his award and it was handed to him by Ringo Star. He began his speach by saying "I was just given a Grammy by a Beatle! How you ever done that Kanye?"
John Fogerty played with Jerry Lee "I can't believe I'm still alive" Lewis, and Little "Even gay people think I'm too gay" Richard. Really, do we need to sully up a couple of songs by Mr. Fogerty who's comeback (again) album was pretty good. Of course, it's the Grammys. Lets put random musicions together, teach them all the song, and let them go. Dance monkey dance. Yes, sometimes it works, but this was not one of those times. Now, I love me some Jerry Lee. And yes, his life would make a damn good country song, but if I have to hear him limp through another performance of Great Balls of Fire one more fucking time. You shake my bones and you rattle my brain...no motherfucker that's alltzheimers. And Little Richard...wheeeeeee.
Anyway,
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