The Grammy’s last night were…okay. What surprised me was how amazing the country stars were to ME.  I’m not a country music fan most days – okay, any day!  So I was amazed to catch myself singing or mumbling along to Taylor Swift – a song I don’t know – and then, enjoying a little Glenn Campbell  (which in all fairness I should admit, to this day, I’m still made fun of by some old school folk from the ‘hood for loving “Rhinestone Cowboy” as a little girl.  It’s a great song, what can I say?).  But I found myself enjoying the Country Music stars more than the pop/hip hop artist. Is something wrong with me?  Probably.

And then of course, there was Adele. Lovely.  Magnificent.  Perfect. And like the country stars, no bells and whistles, no over-the-top sets and productions filled with over-synthesized voices – pure, pure talent.

Sweet Jennifer Hudson had the awful task of paying homage to Ms. Whitney Houston.  I’m not sure how I feel about it, but I will say this:  Jennifer Hudson, award-winning fierce and powerful talent stumbled through this piece – clearly with emotions in her belly, her voice weighed down with sadness – if she couldn’t do the job the way she wanted to, why does anyone else think for one moment, they would have done any better?  This is a talented and brilliant singer – and my heart bled for her last night before she took the stage.  What a tough moment for her.  And although she was able to pull it off – obviously, this was also too monumental a task to ask of anyone.  One love to Ms. Hudson. An “A” for effort, and an “A+” for courage.