David Kronke was appointed Mayor of Television after a bloodless coup in 2000. Since then, he has improved infrastructure, championed greater educational opportunities and fought for reforms that have utterly erased corruption and incompetence from the television industry. Since Mr. Kronke has ascended to power, Television is a far better place. Vicariously experience all the glamour of sitting in a cramped pressroom backstage at the Grammys!
Today is your lucky day: I will be live-blogging the Grammys, from the Grammys. (Well, from the press room at least, which is so unconscionably cramped and tiny that sardines would pine for some elbow room.) So you West Coast folks will know who wins before the broadcast airs, as well as whether you should bother to watch and if so, during which performances you can duck into the kitchen.
All this, with the inevitable caveats: If the blog server doesn’t have another of its routine meltdowns, and if the national broadband access card in my loaner laptop actually bothers to work (last time I checked, it wasn’t). Still, it should be fun to check back here a little after 5 p.m. because even if there isn’t anything going on here, it’ll be fun to imagine my head exploding from all the cyber-incompetence.
Oh, and just the latest sign of just how much trouble the music industry is in: They’re charging reporters to park, blocks away from Staples Center, $12 a pop. I’ve covered dozens of awards shows, and this is the first time anyone charged for parking. I hear there’s a cash bar in the greenroom, too.
Comments
You're better off backstage. Trust me, it's been dreck so far. There's a guy performing now who I have NO IDEA who it is. Maybe Kanye, with those stupid glasses?
Well, hopefully you brought a flask. "The L Word" starts in about 10 minutes and I'd MUCH rather see hot naked lesbians than this.
Posted by: Suzy Q | February 10, 2008 5:49 PM