Justin Bieber — stinky kid
Justin Bieber had his Stephen Harper moment last night.
While the very cool Arcade Fire made Canadians proud, Justin Bieber became the stinky kid.
You couldn’t help but feel sorry for the little guy. He might be selling, like, a gazillion units of swooped hair products, but he was snubbed at the Grammys last night. Like Harper at the UN, the Beebz was virtually ignored in the voting in favor of Esperanza Spalding, jazzersizer with a name like a tennis racket, who took home top honors in the newcomer category.
Beebz shouldn’t be surprised, considering that the people voting at the Grammys are adults. They don’t really get that cutie patootie Canadian smile. And the black folks can’t be happy that somebody who looks like a blonde Donny Osmond is doing hip-hop.
Beebz is Baby Duck in a music world that strives to be Barolo.
I have to say, the Grammys did it up in fine style last night, with one weirdo trying to outdo all the others. Lady Gaga was shocking in her breast and bum armor — and as usual, she forgot her pants. And the hairstyles. I mean, Black Dynamite is calling — he wants his pompadour back.
Thank God, they didn’t ask the Blackeyed Peas to perform this year. After that Super Bowl fiasco, there’s a good chance Fergie will be forever banned from all live events.
Otherwise, it was a good show, topped off by Marshall Mathers and Rihanna handing everyone their hat — they were so good. Watch out, Ray Romano, Em got game.
But back to the Beaver. There he was with his white sports coat and pink carnation, the little boy sitting all alone at the prom.
Oh well, he can always count his money.