All in all, a pretty good night

So the Dixie Chicks appear to be winning the battle against the Sith Lord Bush. Last night they brought home five Grammy’s in obvious recognition for their work and their accidental dissent. I still want to see them do the same thing at the Country Music Awards, but alas, that just ain’t going to happen. I have to wonder whether or not the voting members of the Academy finally felt safe in bestowing the Dixie Chicks their awards now that it’s chic and safe to moon the West Wing. Let’s be honest, Barack Obama walking out on the Grammy stage would have played much better than John McCain. But that’s a cynical hypothetical and one that can be applied to any celebration of the arts (with exception to the fore mentioned country music crowd). So for right now, let’s hear it for the Yankee Chicks. But girls, please don’t ever let your writing partner Dan Wilson near the mic again, that guy's a knob.

Gnarls Barkley, Corrine Bailey Rae, John Legend and John Meyer kicked ass. Mary J. Blige needs to take some credit for her jaw-dropping talent and quit thanking her father Jesus so much. The polkameisters Jimmy Sturr and His Orchestra won their 16th Grammy for best polka album, “Polka in Paradise”. On the classic artists front, a black-ops team needs to be immediately deployed to Sting’s hidden Tibetan lair to steal his formula for eternal youth. The same goes for Prince’s hidden Minneapolis lair. And for God sake, quit giving Bob Dylan Grammys!

But I think there’s something we can all agree on; James Blunt got nothing and that was beautiful.