From the AP write-up of last night’s Grammy Awards:
“Ray Charles had a legendary career that defied categorization and influenced generations of artists, but he never had one of those blockbuster albums that many lesser artists have enjoyed. Eight months after his death, all is right with the world. Charles’ final album, Genius Loves Company, won a leading eight Grammy awards on Sunday night.”
No, idiots, all is not right with the world. If people behind the Grammy’s wanted to give Ray Charles some recognition, what would have been right was if they had given it to him while he was still alive, duh.
I love Ray Charles, don’t get me wrong . . . but I remain perplexed and bemused by how the Grammy Awards continue to get any media attention and public credibility, given their penchant for over-rewarding artists long past their peaks (Santana, Steely Dan, Bonnie Raitt, Ray Charles, to name but a few), to make up for the fact that they ignored them when they were actually vital, because they were giving awards to the likes of Milli Vanilli instead. No other major awards event gets things as badly wrong as the Grammy people do. (Well . . . except for the year when the Academy gave Kim Basinger an Oscar. But that was just a momentary lapse, they’re normally more on top of things like that in Hollywood.)
Plus, why can’t the Grammy people figure out some way to make these things actually feel timely? Maroon 5, best new band? They’re old news in the rapid fire world of contemporary music. Yawn, yawn and yawn again.