Well, Coldplay finally came to Halifax and Halifax fucked the sound up.
Some Canadian Idol alumnus who looked like Brian McFadden won all the awards.
Pamela Anderson hosted the awards but Buck 65 actually hosted them from the orchestra pit. Because she is that stupid. Or on drugs.
No other possible reason.
Broken Social Scene complained about television executives who think they can create pop stars through Canadian Idol, presumably because they didn't win as many awards as the CI bloke and his fellow alumni.
Hurrah. There’s no BS about BSS. And they won a gong too and deserved it.
The CI bloke kept banging on about Canada the way BMcF used to talk about Kerry (Katona that is). As in how great it is.
Methinks the CI bloke doth protest too much…
Queenie gave up watching after that, being in the middle of a very intricate scissors-related task that couldn’t co-task with extended advertisement viewing interspersed with occasional musical interludes, and so missed Bryan Adams playing 18 Till I Die after he was inducted into the Canadian Music Hall of Fame.
Mark it down on ‘things I didn’t realise I wanted to do until they were over and I missed it.’
And all of Halifax is knackered after the weekend, except Queenie, who missed it all.
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