I’m taking advantage of the two hours of Bachelor that stretch before me to catch up on a little blogging. (While we’re on the topic…nice turtleneck, Jake.)
Shall we talk about the Grammys? Until I got bored about three-quarters of the way in, I was impressed. The performances were mostly fun and I managed to stay engaged and entertained, which rarely happens when I watch awards shows. It didn’t hurt that the show was infused with some country flavor. Nice work, Grammy people! Zac Brown Band, Lady Antebellum, Jennifer Nettles: you blow me away. T.Swift: well, that was hard to watch. But I’m sure Stevie Nicks is a damn intimidating person to sing with.
Also, remember how there was a crazy cute little boy with Jay-Z and Rhianna?
I SOLVED THE MYSTERY! It was Solange Knowles’ son, so Jay’s nephew. Cuteness to the max.
You’ll also be pleased to know that I watched almost until the end of the show waiting for Lady Gaga’s finale performance and then realized (thanks, Internets) that she was the opening act and I just hadn’t turned on the teevee in time. So I watched some bootleg version of the performance on YouTube and called it a night. Sigh.
I’m going to turn my full attention back to rotting my brain via reality television, but I’ll leave you with my favorite performance of the night:
Country music, you make me feel whole.
[Posted by Mallory]
I love Bob Dylan. I can’t say I love him that much more than the average person, because, you know, everyone loves Bob Dylan. I had the chance to see him in concert last summer at Red Rocks with my friend Walsh, and it was the experience of a lifetime. Sure, his singing was so unintelligible that we didn’t know which song he was singing until about halfway through each, but I’m still glad I got to see him perform while he can still form something approaching real words.
But as much as I love good ol’ Bobby D., I just might love his son more. I’ve always thought that the Wallflowers were a little underrated, or at least underappreciated. They won two Grammys for “One Headlight,” and they certainly had a good run, but they didn’t last as long as I would have liked. I’m thrilled to see that Jakob (yep, we’re on a first name basis) has come out with an impressive first solo album. I’m kind of obsessed with “Something Good This Way Comes.” That voice…I think I’m in love. And Wikipedia just told me that Jakob has been married to the same woman for over 15 years, and they have four children whose privacy he works really hard to protect (he works so hard at this that Wikipedia doesn’t even list the names of two of his children. And if Wikipedia doesn’t have it, I don’t think even the Census Bureau does).
I’d been trying to put off writing about Jakob until some sort of official video for “Something Good” was released, but I couldn’t take it anymore, so we’ll have to settle for a bootleg clip from Bonnaroo:
While we’re at it, let’s watch a little old school Wallflowers to complete our fix:
Is there anything better than a Dylan with an acoustic guitar? Anyone want to give me their ticket to Rothbury?
[Posted by Mallory]
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