When the Recording Academy announced the nominations for the 63rd annual Grammy Awards last month, there were a few names that made me think, “Huh, they must be new.” Like the producer of Doja Cat’s hit song “Say So,” which was nominated for Song of the Year. It was produced by an artist named Tyson Trax, which sounds like the alias of someone too embarrassed to use their real name when producing Kidz Bop albums. As it turns out, Tyson Trax is an alias of Dr. Luke’s That really didn’t sit well with Fiona Apple.
If you watched the Grammys on Sunday night, you probably saw Lil Nas X, Billy Ray Cyrus, Diplo, BTS and honestly just about every nominee join in on an “Old Town Road” performance. There were so many people up there, hell, I even think I saw my first grade music teacher with her kazoo join in. Alas, one person who was NOT on stage, in the building, or even in a ten-block radius was Miley Cyrus. And she took to social media to congratulate her old man on surprising us all with a comeback that wasn’t just a re-release of “Achy Breaky Heart” AND to give a theory on why she wasn’t allowed at the Grammys. Continue reading
I know, some hard-hitting journalism coming at you this Monday. And I’m not being sarcastic since the shit stuck in Nick Jonas’ teeth during his performance with The Jonas Brothers was big BREAKING NEWS. Hey, they have a new song out and need to cash in on this return to the spotlight as much as possible. That hundred-year wedding won’t pay for itself.
While, as Michael already pointed out, Prince’s eyes are probably still rolling in their grave after Usher gave him a tribute (still better than what Usher has given to people in the past) at last night’s Grammy Awards, there was one thing that Prince could be proud of. Prince’s fashion DNA was all over the red carpet, right down to the bare asscheeks. The men were having fun at the Grammys, outshining the women with looser expressions of gender and daring accessories. Let the girly-girls like Ariana Grande have their beautiful gowns. With the exception of the Jonas Brothers, the men of the red carpet took risks that paid dividends (the Jonas bros’ bronzed blazers with wives as accessories should file for fashion bankruptcy). Sorry ladies, its the guys time to shine. We already know what boobs look like.
As a child of the 80s, I am legally obligated to use that gorgeous Olan Mills-style screen shot as a header.
Demi Lovato released the song Sober in June 2018, and in it, she admitted to tumbling off the wagon after six years of sobriety. One month later, Demi overdosed. Demi spent some time getting treatment in rehab, and since she’s gotten out, she’s laid low career-wise. But Demi is back! She’s going to yodel out the National Anthem at the Super Bowl this Sunday, and at the Grammys last night, she delivered the blood-curdling scream-cry for help she says she wrote just four days before she overdosed.
When I heard the rockin’ pepaws of Aerosmith were reuniting with Run DMC on the Grammy stage, I figured this would surely get all the middle-aged folks at home in their Ralph Lauren khakis and Eileen Fischer cardigans hot and bothered thinking of the glorious one-night stands they had back in the 80s with someone they most certainly aren’t married to at the moment. Considering Aerosmith’s ongoing drummer boy drama with OG-but-exiled drummer Joey Kramer, I had a feeling this thing might also be messy. Would Joey somehow be allowed to perform or would they just bring in Pasqually E. Pieplate, the drummer of the Chuck E. Cheese band?! Who knows on music’s biggest night?!
While Pasqually was robbed of an opportunity to go mainstream, don’t fret – this Aerosmith and Run DMC performance was still as kinds of…um…creative? Interpretive? OK, fine, it was a hot mess. Continue reading