And my Grammy Awards go to...

Grammy for flagrant abuse of a capo - James Blunt (dude, the capo is for AT MOST 5 frets. And even that's pushing it.)

Grammy for having James Blunt as a love child - Smokey Robinson (aside from the botox induced wrinkle-less forhead, check out the resemblance in the panicked look in the eyes after every line of the song.)

Next Year's Grammy for best remix - DJ Danger Mouse who will mix together classic BeeGee's recording warbles with James Blunt's high pitched and somewhat atonal melodies and finally show the world that James Blunt, while he is the love child of Smokey Robinson and a Botox Factory, is the spiritual descendant of the BeeGees.

Grammy for Supporting Organic Farms - Imogen Heap... what was that thing... what was it? Was it eating her hair? Was she pulling a David Blaine and living suspended in a hydroponic planter for the month preceding the Grammy's?

Grammy for most effort put into playing very few notes - John Mayer. Okay. I know you really really feel the notes you're playing. But if you'd taken Immodium before you began playing, I'm sure the cramping wouldn't have been nearly as bad.

And My Grammy Moment of the Evening (and I'm actually serious for once)

The James Brown Cape guy. The only tribute that needed to happen last night. Beautiful. Poignant. I'm surprised that the spirit of James Brown didn't throw off the cape and do another dance.

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