There’s something farcical about holding a gala event to announce a bunch of nominations. It’s a gala event to prepare for a gala event. I’m talking about the Grammy nomination ceremony. It was televised, a la an actual ceremony, and involved performances from luminaries such as Christina Aguilera, Celine Dion, John Mayer and BB King. It had multiple hosts, a screaming audience and a red carpet. So are we done? Do we really need the actual Grammys now?
It’s as if they decided to give everyone a feel good moment. You know the part at an actual awards ceremony when they’ve called the nominees but haven’t opened the envelope? It’s the precipice of goodwill, before you go over the edge into the land of Winners and Losers. This event was designed to make that moment last for as long. As. Possible. Operation big success – and isn’t it nice to see money thrown around like there’s a printing press out the back, during this, the economic winter of our discontent.
In other highlights:
- The Katy Perry doll is selling like hot cakes. You used to have to be an action hero to have an action doll, but now all you need to do is kiss a girl. This will confirm for many men what they have long suspected – that they to should have their own miniature GI Joe self.
- There are rumblings that a Full House reunion could be in the works. These rumblings are emanating mostly for the back of the pack, amongst all the ones whose names don’t end in Olsen or Stamos. I know several closest fans who are a step closer to their own personal nirvana. I am not one of them.
- Nicole Kidman thinks the paparazzi make Australia unsafe for Sunday Rose. I assume Russell Crowe has never had a problem because he always keeps a telephone handy. On the other hand Heath Ledger had similar issues, so she may have a point.
- The Jonas Brothers aren’t breaking up. Apparently someone, somewhere, thought they would. When they’re not using their purity rings to summon Captain Planet, I think their father has them on a pretty tight leash… we all avidly await the Britney break-out. My money’s on Kevin.
- Oprah versus Palin. It’s on! Clear the room people, it’s time to RUMBLE. Oprah’s miffed that Palin will talk to anyone but her. In a gun-free fight my money’s on Oprah.
