Still can’t come up with a better headline than a variant on Adam’s original. Anyway, I went to the shindig last night at the Granada Theater. Let’s go ahead and jump for my, um, observations.
- The Crash That Took Me (featuring members of [DARYL] and Black Tie Dynasty) played the pre-show VIP party. They were good. And loud. You couldn’t really have a conversation. No matter: I was only giving out chest bumps anyway.
- The rest of the night’s music, supplied by the excellent Reunion Tower Revue, was phenomenal. In case you hadn’t heard, here was the set-up: Backed by Shibboleth, various local singers sang various local songs (or local-ish, like Danny Balis’ take on Jimmie Dale Gilmore’s “Dallas”), culled from the entire history of local music. The highlights? Well, everything was great. But I’ll single out Chris Holt and Jen Nabb’s reheating of Meat Loaf’s “Paradise by the Dashboard Light” and Baboon singer Andrew Huffstetler’s nervy version of the Nervebreakers’ “I Confess.” And obviously, the greatness that is Bobby Patterson.
- Speaking of Bobby, I had a chance to hang out with him and his lady in his dressing room, talking about Guinness beer (for some reason) and country music. He also told a handful of jokes. All were funny. None can be printed here.
- Also ran into Chief David Kunkle and his blushing bride, Sarah Dodd, backstage. (They were award presenters.) Kunkle chastised me for smoking, Dodd told me she’s studying up for the LSAT (MUST CREDIT ME/FRONTBURNER … unless this has already been reported), and they were both as nice as can be.
- In person, Chief Kunkle kind of looks like Skip Bayless. Take that for what you will.
- Spoke with another award presenter, Robert Musgrave. Not sure who that is? Well, you might know him as Bob “Potential Getaway Driver” Mapplethorpe from Bottle Rocket. Musgrave is working on forming a production company and has a part in the forthcoming Owen Wilson vehicle, Drillbit Taylor, due next spring.
- That was the first Music Awards that I didn’t really have anything at all to do with (last year, I presented). So I could just watch as a fan. Not bad. Strangely, I always got drunker when I was working at the event.
- Pugs and Kelly (from Live 105, I think) hosted. They were terrible. Is their show that bad? I have to admit, I’ll never check it out to learn the difference, if there is one.
- Angus Wynne was in the house. He looks like Lex Luthor. George Gimarc was there, too. He looks like a dork. But I still envy his record collection.
- Oh, and people won awards.
