My Limited BET Honors 2009 Review
Hey folks. After the reviews of the Grammy’s folks been leaving messages on my Facebook wall that they can’t wait to see my review of the BET Honors, but I’s sad to say there will be a very limited review. I didn’t watch much of it because the Grammys had me Award Show and Performanced out. My attention span is already that of a Goldfish (3 secs), but last night, it was shot to hell. I saw the first 30 minutes of it and the last 5 minutes.
This included Stevie Wonder’s performance for Magic Johnson, Ne-Yo’s performance to B. Smith, and Yolanda Adam’s performance to
Madea Tyler Perry.
I was glad to see Stevie Wonder performing without 3 corny White teenage boys bouncing around him seeping up all the Soul & Rhythm from the atmosphere. Stevie and his braids rocked the house (I’m really mad at his stylists though for making him rock the same look since the 70s with about 55% less hair and 75% less fullness to such head. But I will thank them for no longer including the beads. And yes, I will b*tch and moan about this EVERYtime I mention Mr. Wonder until they get that man a complementary hairstyle).
Ne-Yo’s fedora game was on point, as always. As a hat connoisseur myself, I respect those with solid hat games and his is so proper (because he has the hairline of a geriatric but I digress…) The dancer that was with him on stage ROCKED it too. I always enjoy Ne-Yo’s performances anyway.
Oh, I did catch a glimpse of Ms. Houston and I’m proud to say her hairhat wasn’t as askew as it usually is. It was very decent, and for this, I am thankful.
Sidenote: The origin of the word “Hairhat” came from when Me and KindredSmile were watching the episode of “Being Bobby Brown” where they went to London and they went shopping in Harrod’s. Well, Whitney had something on her head and we could not figure out if if was hair or a really furry hat. So we called it a “Hairhat” and TADA!!!!
Yolanda Adams and her magnanimous mouth, of course, came with it. She is one tall drink of water (No Ne-Yo). I love her presence and that chick’s voice is a boombox. I bet she don’t even need a mic. I bet she just uses it as decoration so less singers won’t feel bad (see: Any R&B singers post-1998). You best SANG, Ms. Adams!
Anywho, yeah so sorry but I couldn’t properly watch it because I was too busy
watching trashy reality TV on vh1 being busy.
So, what did I miss? Yall fill me in. Maybe I’ll watch it on the Tube of You and write a proper review. Or not. Who knows?