The Grammys is like the SuperBowl but for music lovers, so imagine that the worst possible football team won (like the Chiefs – sorry, but also not really)… because that basically sums up the outcome of the 67th annual Grammys.
An album that isn’t even country won “Best Country Album,” a diss track that was trending for maybe two weeks tops (and that’s me being generous) won Record AND Song of the Year, artists like Ariana Grande, Taylor Swift, and Billie Ellish were robbed from any awards the whole night, all while a room full of millionaires reminded the struggling viewers at home every five minutes that it would just be SO generous to donate what you can to the LA fires… no pressure though!
But in the highlight of things, we got amazing performances from artists like Sabrina Carpenter, The Weeknd and Playboi Carti, Chappel Roan, Billie Ellish, and Charli xcx. Then right after each performance, we got ten minute commercial breaks! Yay! At least one of the commercials turned out to be Lady Gaga’s new music video for the debuted song, Abracadabra. That was actually a pleasant surprise, unless you’re a Gaga hater.
The big four categories of the award show are Best New Artist, Song of the Year, Record of the Year, and Album of the Year. The only winner I’m happy about is the winner of Best New Artist, Chappell Roan. She is nothing short of deserving it after practically blowing up overnight with her hit album The Rise and Fall of a Midwestern Princess. Her surge of fame only continued to blossom, as she ended up performing for a record breaking 110,000 people at one of music’s biggest festivals, Lollapalooza.
Record and Song of the Year went to Kendrick Lamar for “Not Like Us.” Don’t get me wrong, I can see this song getting at least one of these awards, but taking home both trophies for this song that was relevant for two weeks over songs that shaped the entire year, like Espresso, Good Luck Babe, 360, and Birds of a Feather (which were all heard over the speakers almost every time I entered a gas station or retail store) is a little crazy to me. It was a good diss, but not so good that it should have taken half of the big four awards.
And finally, Album of the Year went to Beyonce for her “country” album, Cowboy Carter –an album which had 51 writers and the least interesting lyrics and production ever. I’d rather listen to literally anything else if it meant I wouldn’t have to listen to Cowboy Carter. It’s not even that I dislike Beyonce; her album Lemonade was a cultural reset, but her newer work is nowhere near old Beyonce-level. And let’s be honest, when you think of THE album of 2024, do you think of Beyonce on a horse with a cowboy hat slapped on? Didn’t think so.