Things I enjoyed about this year’s Grammy Awards:
1 | The hip-hop tribute, of course (though I would have preferred 50 artists to reflect the 50 years);
2 | Seeing a flabbergasted Bonnie Raitt win Song Of The Year for Just Like That (along with another award for a song written by Winnipeg’s own Bros. Landreth);
3 | Watching homophobes predictably lose their shit over Kim Petras and Sam Smith;
4 | Watching the Beyoncé cult predictably lose their shit over Harry Styles’ Album Of The Year victory;
5 | Watching the moronic Chris Brown ask “who the fuck” Robert Glasper is;
6 | Seeing Shania Twain, Lizzo and Sam Smith sport red-carpet outfits which could best be described as Farm Witch, Melting Marmalade Volcano and Boy George Goes To Hell — and which made you nostalgic for the subtlety and sophistication of Lady Gaga’s raw-meat dress;
7 | The sure-to-be-far-too-short-lived calm that descends on the music biz the day after — as reflected in today’s comparatively tiny collection of 64 singles, videos, cover tunes, remixes, golden oldies, unburied classics and live performances. Your Tinnitist-approved tracks are tagged with a 🏆. And the winners are:
