Grammy’s music is akin to grabbing the iPod of a random teen girl chewing bubble gum and pressing shuffle play. You throw in a desperate attempt to feature every single black person in the recording industry into the mix and you have crappy Seacrest radio play music enveloped by an African motif. The Lion King celebrated the dark continent less than the 2016 Grammy’s. Some old people came on to tribute even older dead people which is always mildly haunting. Taylor Swift reminded everybody that she’s ten inches taller than you and her vagina owns nineteen seven figure homes. one for each of her platonic besties. Swift grabbed the top trophy ten minutes before it was awarded and said fuck you, you know I’m getting it. I’ve got girl power Tweets to write. Then prayed one of the many negroes in attendance would touch her tits like it was an accident. The Grammy’s cleverly schedule their show for when absolutely not a single sporting event is on the air. I just watched Johnny Depp play guitar. I don’t want to live another full year.
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