Watching the Grammys as I type to all 7 of my avid, voracious readers, and soaking it in as if it's all for me. Music is such an amazing thing. Take the piano, which I happen to know a little about, and let's examine its many applications tonight. Stage for a be-cat-suited Gwyneth Paltrow, accompaniment to Rihanna (played by none other than my man, Adam Levine), re-imagined as a pipe organ head garden by Gaga, and skillfully performed upon by THE Bruno Mars - the piano can be summed up in one word - versatile. No, that's not it. Ummm... Thesaurus.... thesaurus.... ridonkulous. Oh, that's not a word? Well, anyway, it's so awesome how a piano or any number of interesting instruments (I once saw a missionary preaching for my dad play a SAW), can form a cohesive sound that becomes a composition, that becomes art. I love it all. Especially impressed with Eminem tonight and Katy Perry's sorta on-key performance, which hasn't been a norm for her from what I've seen. I'm never disappointed in Gaga's extensive costuming/staging/gimmickry. Mick Jagger just did a set and I'm sure we'll be going out with a bang, but no matter what it is, I'll love it...and envy people who can make a decent, if not lucrative living creating "it". Music. Love it.
BTW - if Barbra Streisand could just kick it up a notch, I'd be grateful. Potty break!
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