this is a nifty photo of Eugene Strobe, taken in Troy Gregory's house in Oak Park, MI sometime in 2004. Didn't the film perform fantastically?
Last night was "Music's biggest night." The Grammy Awards. Urgh.
What did I think?
Lots of face lifts.
A whole lotta hubris under false humility.
Led Zeppelin looking like grandmothers.
Tyra Banks walking up to the microphone and just standing there as if to say, "yeah, I'm beautiful. Admire me and then maybe I'll think about talking."
The Gospel Rap of Kanye West. Why does everybody like this so much? The performance was over the top and the Hubris award goes to Mr. West, who actually WON over the crowd and then blew it at the end of his number when he had those angel wings.
Also - there was just too much goddamned Jesus, ok?
However, Kris Kristofferson was damn sexy.
Jason Conrad Schafer and Ed came in during Joss Stone's OK rendition of Janis Joplin's "Cry Baby," and that was the end of the telecast for me.
Kluk's had to prevail.
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