We had a good run, you and I. Every year on Grammy night we'd sit down together and laugh and cry and run through the streets like Sal Paradise. We'd see things we love, things we hated, things we didn't appreciate but strove to understood.
Grammy night used to be cool. What happened?
Remember where there'd be a segment of the show given over to opera, classical music, and jazz. Sure, it wasn't our favorite part, but we got to see Yo-Yo Ma, Oscar Petersen and a young Diana Krall (who was dating the head of the Grammies at the time...just saying). And when old and new artists got together it was something memorable, like Red Hot Chilli Peppers doing "Give it Away" and "One Nation Under a Groove" with The P-Funk All Stars. And when people got lifetime awards, they had a great moment to themselves. Remember when Bob Dylan tore through "Masters of War" as the First Gulf War broke out, and then gave a speech that still resonates with me to this day.
Last night I saw you fall all over yourself, drunk, with a younger girlfriend. I saw you mock those things that once made you special. I saw you use the classical art of opera as the set up for a Jamie Foxx joke about how stupid it was. I saw you put on musical numbers that looked more like the reviews at theme parks. I saw you stand up and cheer for cheap parlor tricks and auto-tune. I saw people who are poets and geniuses in their fields get less screen time than a pop flavor-of-the-month who couldn't even read his own teleprompter as he stood next to someone with a dollar sign in her name. And you celebrated yourself for it?
Music, maybe it's time we see other art forms. I've been spending more and more with short works of fiction lately, and find that I've been getting more from that and feel less conspicuous hanging out in public places with it. We have more in common and more to talk about. Plus, it has a longer memory span than you do, since that Taylor girl seemed to think that she was the first person you ever winked at from her town...you didn't even tell her that this time last year you were cavorting with Allison Krause...but I'll calm down.
Maybe in a few months we'll come back and have grown and remembered those things that made our time together special. But right now...after what you did last night...I need some space. I...I just think this song sums it up better than I can..
Smooches,
GValentino
PS IT'S CALLED A MEDLEY, NOT A MASH UP. GOD YOU SOUND 12 WHEN YOU SAY THAT!!!!!
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