The 54th Annual Grammy Awards
To the surprise of no one, Adele was the big winner at the 54th annual Grammy Awards, taking home trophies for the top three major awards—Album, Record, and Song Of The Year—and six overall. Also, LL Cool J invited us all to pray, Nicki Minaj was possessed by the devil, and Dave Grohl would not leave the stage already. As usual, it was a weird, weird night. Here are eight things I took away from it.
1. The “authenticity” narrative: When Adele was handed her Record Of The Year trophy for “Rolling In The Deep,” she said something sort of funny, totally wrong, and yet seemingly sincere: “It’s not really a pop record,” she insisted of “Deep,” immune to all the evidence (including the Grammy in her hand) suggesting that the biggest selling song of 2011 is the epitome of pop music at the present moment. What Adele really meant is that she (along with many other people) sees herself as the antithesis of what’s perceived to be the epitome of contemporary pop. (Which, as Adele said in her 60 Minutes interview before the Grammys, is personified by “some skinny mini with [her] tits out.”) But if having the most popular album in years and sweeping the Grammys doesn’t make you the defining pop artist of our time, what does?
That question hung over an evening that attempted to once again shift the paradigm for what the Grammys are supposed to signify. There was Bon Iver winning Best New Artist over competition with arguably stronger commercial firepower: mega-selling R&B superstar Nicki Minaj, the likeable country-pop trio The Band Perry, rapper J. Cole, and annoyingly popular dubstep kingpin Skrillex (who was awarded three pre-ceremony Grammys but none during the actual broadcast). Vernon’s speech was gracious, but those inclined to backlash against Bon Iver media overload were left to quibble over his “when I started to make songs, I did it for the inherent reward of making songs” wishy-washiness over winning the award. But as last year’s Album Of The Year win for Arcade Fire showed, the Grammys are now interested in rewarding artists not normally inclined to care about Grammys (at least not publicly), in the hope that this sort of shrugged-shoulder authenticity rubs off on the otherwise doddering Recording Academy.
Which is interesting, because “authentic” music at the Grammys still means classic rock (or new rock and R&B influenced by classic rock). In a telling change-up from last year, when Arcade Fire was allowed to play songs before and after winning the night’s biggest award, Adele was guided off-stage after being recognized for 21 so that Paul McCartney could jam on side 2 of Abbey Road—2011’s best-selling vinyl release!—with an ad-hoc, new-fangled version of the Traveling Wilburys rounded out by Bruce Springsteen, Joe Walsh, and, in the Tom Petty role, Dave Grohl, who was all over the show tonight, performing two songs with Foo Fighters (and sounding mostly fantastic) and taking home five awards.
Whether any of this will give the Grammys more cred is debatable, though I’d bet against it. While old-school rock and soul rules the Grammys, the truest metaphor for rock’s place in the current landscape came when Grohl, as his acceptance speech for Foo Fighters winning Best Rock Album was drowned out by a bleating LMFAO song, exclaimed “Long live rock ‘n’ roll!” I appreciate the sentiment, Dave, but rock just got shouted down by “Party Rock Anthem.”
2. The Whitney issue: Whitney Houston’s death on Saturday cast a pall over the evening, though this was acknowledged only occasionally and, at times, rather awkwardly. Host LL Cool J to his credit didn’t ignore the elephant in the room, walking out after Springsteen’s spirited show-opening performance of his new single “We Take Care Of Our Own” and immediately referencing “a death in the family.” Then, in a blatant disregard of church and Grammy separation, he led this gathered group of exhibitionist pop stars and two-timing record industry executives in a prayer. His heart was in the right place, but the prayer felt wrong, like opening the bar and serving up a hearty round of milk. A more fitting tribute came later in the show, when Jennifer Hudson gave an emotional performance of “I Will Always Love You.” In many ways it was a no-win situation for Hudson, whose big voice still is no match for Houston. And, truth be told, she hoofed her way past a few tough notes that Houston once sailed through effortlessly. But the performance was certainly heartfelt, and given how quickly it came together, Hudson deserves props for the guts and heart she displayed.