1979 Song of the Year Grammy winner. Prue poetry. The words, the arrangement everything. So beautiful it can bring tears to your eyes.
And now Grammy's 2019 award for song of the year. There are no words for the low quality of this trash. In fact the word trash is a compliment. How does this crap even qualify as music? It brings tears to my eyes but for an entirely different reason then the genius of Mr. Joel.
But I will probably be accused of being narrow minded. I am not intelligent enough to understand the real meaning. To that I say trash is trash.
And now Grammy's 2019 award for song of the year. There are no words for the low quality of this trash. In fact the word trash is a compliment. How does this crap even qualify as music? It brings tears to my eyes but for an entirely different reason then the genius of Mr. Joel.
But I will probably be accused of being narrow minded. I am not intelligent enough to understand the real meaning. To that I say trash is trash.