I'm not a very good blogger, huh?

Well, I've got nothing to do at this moment except rant about how terrible popular music is right now. I was watching Ellen today and this douche they are apparently calling a great musician, who apparently just won two Grammys played one of the worst songs I've ever heard. Somebody needs to write new lyrics for him and teach him how to breathe. HOW DOES ONE WIN A GRAMMY (OR TWO!!) WHEN HE DOESN'T KNOW HOW TO BREATHE AND SING!! AHHHHHH!!

"Where did my baby go?

I wonder where she ran off to

I miss my baby so

I’m calling but I can’t get through."

Are you fucking serious? I bet any nine-year-old girl I could have plucked off the street at that exact moment could have written better lyrics.

"Please tell that girl if you meet her

That someone’s longing to see her

Where did my baby go?

I wish that she would get back soon."

I feel sick.