Arcade Fire’s Grammy tastes like Marie Antoinette’s cake
I do not buy it. Something about it just did not feel right. Arcade Fire had just finished their visual-overload version of the revved up rocker “Month of May,” complete with helmet cam-ing BMX-ers and an unsettling strobe light attack. The camera showed them back stage. Barbara Streisand stumbled over their name as she announced that The Suburbs had won the Grammy for Album of the Year. Clearly, she’d never heard of Arcade Fire before.
I do not buy it. Something about it just did not feel right. Arcade Fire had just finished their visual-overload version of the revved up rocker “Month of May,” complete with helmet cam-ing BMX-ers and an unsettling strobe light attack. The camera showed them back stage. Barbara Streisand stumbled over their name as she announced that The Suburbs had won the Grammy for Album of the Year. Clearly, she’d never heard of Arcade Fire before.
