Madonna has an insanely amazing body. However, she's starting to look like her head is too big for her body.
I don't care if Bono does occasionally ramble nonsensically about cleaning up elephant dung or Paul McCartney discovering the country we live in, I think he's the shit. Mary J and Bono singing One was excellent. Mary J is all heart. Must download..
I can't honestly say that I've bought any U2 since Achtung Baby! but that doesn't mean I don't follow them. Vertigo is definitely taking on a new meaning for me lately. (I'm even trying to embrace it in some weird way.)
The thing is even before I got my iPod I stopped buying CD's unless I knew I had to have the whole thing and the insert and cover art. But I eventually wound up putting all my CD's into books to save room.
Paul McCartney musing about passing the audition for the Grammy's and then "rockin" out Helter Skelter after his piano ditty. It made me miss my Momma. Paul was always her favorite Beatle and mine of course, is John.
Jay Z was wearing a John Lennon t-shirt with a smokin white suit. Oh shit! Paul McCartney, Linkin Park and Jay Z singing Yesterday with photos of Coretta Scott King in the background. That gave me goosebumps...
I made a cup of really amazing hot chocolate from Angelina's in Paris. It's indescribable. I'm overcompensating for lack of affection [read sex
]. (aww. yeah, right
I love how they keep stringing us along for the clash of the giant egos when Kanye and Jamie Foxx take the stage. OK. So its not really a clash, more a coming together. Mind you, I know I'll be dancing in my camo footie pj's...
I was happy for Kelly Clarkson. Kanye didn't clean up like the thought he would. Christina over-improvised and I wanted to clasp my hand over her mouth at one point.
For a girl that loves musicians, there was a triumverate of hot oldish guys playing guitar...The king of geeky sexy, Elvis Costello. Working man sexy, Bruce Springsteen and Romantic scruffy accent guy, The Edge. (I'm always partial to the Irish.)
Ahh. That should be good for a hot musician dream tonight, if I'm lucky. More likely, I'll have one of my ex-boyfriend laden, violent, dying snake, wake up sweaty dreams.
Don't worry, I'm in therapy.