As Fnarf points out, normal Americans (plus Rosie O’Donnell and Tawny Kitaen) are wigging out over the Arcade Fire’s “Album of the Year” win. (Sample comment: “I seriously just heard of them….Anyone who wins album of the year should be known by EVERYONE!” Um, okay. Did people wig out this hard when Herbie Hancock won for his album of Joni covers? Or when all the million-year-old hillbillies won for the O Brother Where Art Thou? soundtrack?)

But all other meltdowns are eclipsed by whatever happens to reporter Serene Branson in this would-be Grammy-covering clip.

Terrifying. Her look of shock at what’s coming out of her mouth will haunt me. I hope she’s okay.

https://youtube.com/watch?v=hPb7rG2vMaA

10 replies on “Grammy Meltdowns”

  1. It looks like that was a stroke. Aphasia, in any case. Just because this one is obsessing me, I transcribed what she said…

    “Well, a beary, very heavayyy, uh heavy bertacion tonight. We had a very, very daress…Darrison by…Let’s go ‘head and…Terratization in a little bet. The hev the pet.”

    That look she gets as she realizes that she’s gone incoherent is fucking terrifying. This, of course, was something I first saw on some WTF LOL bullshit website this morning, and was expecting it to be funny. Turns out it ain’t.

  2. I felt pretty bad for her until I found out that she was star-struck after meeting an agitatated Elton John wandering around the parking lot looking for someone with whom to play a duet…

    Seriously, I doubt anything is wrong with her, but I’m sure there is a really awkward meeting scheduled for her today…

    So, good luck on that one.

  3. Neurological testing would be a good idea. Being “checked out by a paramedic (who does not have the training to access such matters)” is insufficient.

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