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Sly Stone gets on stage for the first time in 19 years. That made the Grammy Awards worth watching.
Was there anything else that did?
U2 and Mary J. Blige singing "One" together — that woman can put it all on the line. Matt Dillon saying that they were a tough act to follow. Kanye winning. Dave Chapelle. Jay-Z's John Lennon t-shirt. Bruce Springsteen. Sam Cooke.
What could we have skipped?
The cheesy black-and-white-ification of Johnny Legend's performance. He's a great singer, let him sing "Ordinary People" all the way through in color. Faith Hill and Keith Urban. Terrence Howard's gold jacket. Kelly Clarkson's performance dress: there's a naked waitress at El Coyote, we're sure of it. And who can listen to Kelly Clarkson's music anyway? Really, we're perplexed.
What we missed:
The video segment of Richard Pryor's lifetime achievement award. Really, there was plenty of crap that could have been cut to give Richard his due.
Were they any surprises?
Sly. Mariah's non-sweep. Paul McCartney didn't suck. Carlos Santana's freakishly smooth face. The Beastie Boys on David Letterman after. And 1977 Grammy Winner Wanda Vaughn has now esacped the mudslide that slammed into her Glendale home tonight.
Final notes:
Thank goodness we have a remote control.
