These are not predictions; rather, these are what I want to win. (Yes, I’m biased toward Lady Gaga and Cee Lo.)
Record of the Year
Cee Lo Green – “F*** You” (For the love of God, please don’t let “Empire State of Mind” win.)
Album of the Year
Lady Gaga – The Fame Monster
Song of the Year
Cee Lo Green – “F*** You”
Best New Artist
Florence + the Machine (Yes, it’s the kiss of death. For the love of God, please don’t let Justin Bieber win.)
Best Female Pop Vocal Performance
Lady Gaga – “Bad Romance” (Not Beyonce or Katy or Norah, because I can’t stand any of them.)
Best Male Pop Vocal Performance
Adam Lambert – “Whataya Want From Me” (I like this song, okay? Don’t judge me.)
Best Pop Performance By a Duo or Group With Vocals
Sade – “Babyfather” (I haven’t actually heard this but the rest are too awful to even consider. Maroon 5 and Glee? Vomit.)
Best Pop Collaboration With Vocals
Lady Gaga and Beyonce – “Telephone” (Again, can’t stand Sasha Fierce, but the Gaga love makes up for it.)
Best Pop Vocal Album
Lady Gaga – The Fame Monster
Best Dance Recording
Robyn – “Dancing On My Own” (Rihanna will probably win, that hussy. Does anyone else have “I can’t stand Rihanna” guilt? Yes, what she’s gone through is awful, but that doesn’t mean I have to like her music.)
Best Solo Rock Vocal Performance
Robert Plant – “Silver Rider”
Best Rock Performance By a Duo or Group With Vocals
Muse – “Resistance” (Though I won’t be upset if Kings of Leon or The Black Keys take it.)
Best Hard Rock Performance
Soundgarden – “Black Rain” (I missed them so much!)
Best Rock Song
Muse – “Resistance” (Again, Kings of Leon and The Black Keys are a-okay in my book.)
Best Rock Album
Muse – The Resistance (Did you know that Pearl Jam came out with a new album? I didn’t, and I don’t care.)
Best Alternative Music Album
The Black Keys – Brothers (Not Vampire Weekend. Yuck.)
R&B and Rap categories? Don’t care. I spaced out after those listings. Best Zydeco or New Age album? Out of my purview. Don’t know, don’t care.
Did you know that Hillary Clinton has a Grammy? Spoken word. That’s how aspiring EGOTs roll. I’m talking to you, Tracy Jordan!