I’ve said it for years: The Grammys, like all major award shows, are hollow events designed solely for the rich and famous to parade themselves around like show ponies under the guise of art and social consciousness. And, once again, that will continue to be true unless Turnstile takes home all three of their nominations.
The chosen few who get to vote for the winners of these awards are not true representatives of the people or even the form of media they are voting on. This entire industry is based on nepotism, exploitation, and greed. Do we really expect the people who succeed at the highest level in that environment to be altruistic arbiters of art? Absolutely not! Unless, of course, Turnstile wins two of the three awards they’re up for.
For any artist to reach the level of even being nominated for one of these awards, they must have already achieved a level of notoriety and financial security that they simply cannot relate to the average person on a day-to-day basis anymore. Except for Turnstile. They get me. Which is why this award show full of out-of-touch elites is complete bullshit if Turnstile doesn’t at least nab the Grammy for Best Rock Song.
Okay, any Grammy.
I haven’t been this hypothetically upset since Try Parker got nominated for an Oscar. Why can’t true artists—those who seek to advance their chosen art form—be recognized for their work at the most prestigious of levels? Why must mediocrity and trendiness rule the award landscape? Do humans simply prefer form over function? Is that why we, as a society, are destined to be our own destruction? And, most importantly, do you think Turnstile will pull a South Park and show up to the red carpet in dresses and on acid?
If not, I’m never watching the Grammys again.