Welcoming Bon Iver to the National Charter of Grammy Haters

December 2, 2011

I’d like to warmly welcome Bon Iver’s Justin Vernon to the national charter of Grammy Haters. He’ll find that we’re a hearty bunch, bent on good times and good tunes. We’ve loads of humor–contrary to popular belief–as most of the writers from The Simpsons are here. We’re not all cynics, either. Well, not all of us.

We didn’t even know Vernon felt this way until the New York Times released unpublished portions of an interview with Vernon from way back in February. February! That’s almost 10 months of monthly dues we missed out on–and to be honest, we could have used them too. Ever since prickly pears like Cobain and Vedder stopped reaching the publicity heights necessary for Grammy nods, our ranks have been considerably slimmer. It just seems like everyone’s geeked to be lavished with superficial attention these days.

It’s been a while since someone has so gleefully and publicly disparaged the awards, Justin, and for that we thank you. Let’s take a look!

Per the New York Times:

“I don’t think the Bon Iver record is the kind of record that would get nominated for a Grammy — I would get up there and be like, ‘This is for my parents, because they supported me,’ because I know they would think it would be stupid of me not to go up there. But I kinda felt like going up there and being like: ‘Everyone should go home, this is ridiculous. You should not be doing this. We should not be gathering in a big room and looking at each other and pretending this is important.”

That’s pretty good. It’s the “We should not be gathering in a big room and looking at each other and pretending this is important” line that really gets me. I couldn’t agree more.

I’ll have to admit, I’ve never really considered your music much before but this admirable display of integrity is having me go back and explore your catalog.

A request: In case you win, consider making a stink of it, a la Eddie Vedder, circa 1996. Get up there and say how dumb you think the awards are, how shallow and masturbatory the whole ceremony comes across.

We could use the publicity.

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MJ Galbraith

MJ Galbraith is a songwriter and local musician, freelance writer, baseball enthusiast, lover of travel, and a terrible mechanic. When MJ graduated from Central Michigan University with a degree in Creative Writing, he was immediately barraged with 'questions' of "What are you gonna do, teach?" He is determined to not get a job teaching. So far, so good. With music, MJ's traveled the country touring on his songs. Having spent time in places from Chicago to Seattle, LA to New Orleans, and Nashville to NYC, he is convinced that Detroit and its 'burbs have the the highest concentration of 'native' songwriting talent anywhere. Eat it, New York. You too, LA. MJ started writing for the Urbane Life in the summer of 2011. He also writes for a handful of other websites as well as an immigration lawyer. He used to work in a publishing house. He's glad he's out.