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Gabby Windy (0:01)
The following podcast is a Dear Media production. Let me get my drink, shall I? My ears are plugged because as you notice in my voice, it's a little more nasally than you. I have a respiratory infection, a flur of sorts, a blur flir I'm adjusting. So I'm recording late. My producers are gonna have my head. They're gonna have it on a platter. Okay? Okay. But I couldn't record because I was fevering. I was febrile. I broke a fever last night in a pile of sweat. Have you ever done that? Woke up in your own filth? My sweatpants were soaked. Before that, I was writhing in a body ache, wallowing in self pity because Robbie's nowhere to be found in San Francisco. So I had to take care of myself. You guys know what I'm talking about. So anyways, welcome back to another episode of Long Winded. The Grammys were last night, so by the time this comes out, it might be old news. But obviously I have some to say. Obviously I have a lot to say and you know, I'm going to say something about Sabrina and it's not going to be good. But I will start out on a positive note, even though I hate to be positive around here. Don't come here looking for a good time. Come here to be upset. Come here for unpopular opinions. Come here with a bunch of shit talk. I never claim to be right. I never claim to be right. In fact, I'm ready to be wrong. You could never. Yes, you could. Yes, you could. You can do it. I have my perverts on. I have my perverts on. Because we will be diving deep into pervert culture. But I am a palatable pervert. And we're gonna get into the sick, disgusting freaks. Think of my level of pervert. Times it by a hundred. And that's what we're gonna talk about today. But first, the Grammys. Okay, so it was really nice of the Grammys to. To produce these high quality commercials for local businesses in Altadena. It's the least they could do. You want to know how much they make? I have no clue. But I'm thinking of billions. So it's the least they could do for the LA community. And then they had that stupid ass QR code, which Trevor Noah. That's the only thing he said. That's the only thing he said while hosting the Grammys. Why is it Nikki Glaser hosting? Why isn't she hosting? Everything beyond me. But the QR code raised. Raised $7 million. It might seem like a lot, but that's one house in the Palisades. One singular home. Maybe three houses in Altadena. Do you know how much they're going real estate is going for these days? Untenable. Untenable. But they're rebuilding and it was nice of them to do that. And honestly, it was maybe the best Grammys I've ever seen. Granted, it's the only one I've seen start to finish, but this is. Is the year for music. Thank God. We need it. We need it. We've needed nothing more. Something that encourages you to get up there and shake your ass. So I don't. I don't want to really go to in. But I am ahead of the curve just like I was now, don't I? I've never been a JLo, Stan. With that being said, she looked incredible. I don't know what kind of the substance, what kind of fountain of youth she's drinking from, but I'd like some them. Her face is flawless. Her outfit, I don't know. Her and Casey Musgraves were giving Jacques Penne on the top, Giovanni on the bottom. You guys remember Dorinda? You remember her when Luann, Countess Luann had her cabaret. I was about to say cabernet, and she didn't say, thank you to Dorinda for using all those Giovanni fits. So Giovanni. So Dorinda was in the audience only screaming, giovanni, Giovanni. Giovanni. With a subtle slur from Too Many Mart. That's our girl. That's what Casey and JLO were wearing on the bottom. Anyways, JLO looked incredible, but I was ahead of the curve. I never really got behind it. And this is where I am in Sabrina. Okay. Okay. I like her personality. I do. I think she's funny. I think. I think she has a good voice. I think she's trying to be a 1950s Charlie XCX, but it's not hitting, okay? And whatever, whatever stylist, creative director suggested she we opaque, shiny pantyhose, jail. You deserve jail time. We're not doing that anymore. She's like, I just get to be myself. I'm like, yourself is not Marilyn Monroe. We've seen it so many times. She wanted to be quirky and a comedy queen during her Grammy performance, but it's like, what is going on here? We've seen this set a million times, and that is not tap dancing in your Louboutins. You can't tap dance in those. I know. Coming from a dancer who has never tap dance anyways, I won't go on. I won't go on. Because she also gaslit us with the rat man. And look how that ended. It crashed and burned. He had to get off social media. So anyways, but all of the other performances. Oh my God. Can you believe Chapel Roan? She did it again. She's thrashing, she's doing the splits, she's crawling on the floor. All. All while singing straight into the mic. You couldn't hear Sabrina Carpenter. You couldn't. The decibels were low and I don't think we can blame it on the microphone. Okay, but Chapel Roan, you could really hear. She sings like an angel. I saw a clip of her that was like, I want to wear blue eyeshadow because sex workers wear blue eyeshadow. I'm like, same. She's like, everything I do is a political statement to break me out of the box. I'm only wearing blue eyeshadow from now on because I have something to say via a tarte palette. Incredible.
