It’s come a long way, baby – but where is it headed? This year’s edition of the BRITs boasted a facelift that would have even Pete Burns running for cover. And in terms of a success, the Grammy-fied 2011 version of the UK’s biggest music awards might similarly have had onlookers hankering for the ‘before’…
In its efforts to emulate America’s annual music biz back-slap, the onus this time was on live performances. Not a bad move, perhaps, but the presentations then suffered from such detached staging, guests and nominees alike unable to relate to an audience that was little more than a black sea stretched out before the jetty from which they were asked to project.
Roger Daltrey seemed – perhaps surprisingly for a seasoned performer such as he – at a loss for anything with which to regale the crowd, while Will Young (who appeared in tandem with another gone-but-forgotten in Avril Lavigne) didn’t utter a word when awarding the gong for Best International Breakthrough Act to Justin Bieber – perhaps the only artist who, by comparison, should make him feel empowered.
The surreal atmosphere was perhaps best summed up by Laura Marling’s acceptance speech for her unexpected Best British Female Award: “My name’s Laura. And this is weird.” Then there was the choice of presenter: unfortunately, whatever his merits as a writer, no amount of television exposure will ever make James Corden an individual charismatic enough to host such an event. His asides generally falling on ears already deafened by a combination of on-stage pyrotechnics and massed Bieber-teens, Corden struggled to sustain humour that seemed permanently at odds with the job in hand.
There were some moments to savour: Arcade Fire – fresh from those pesky Grammys – survived apparent jet-lag to land an award and pump out a decent live performance of ‘Ready To Start’; the hard-to-dislike Cee-Lo Green and Paloma Faith contrived a sort of music-industry ‘Burns & Allen’ routine for the audience; while Plan B’s live rendition of the excellent ‘She Said’ gave Michael Jackson’s infamous 1996 performance a serious run for its money. Even an impromptu appearance by Jarvis Cocker couldn’t have topped that.
There’s nothing wrong with a bit of ambition, but change for its own sake is seldom a good idea: sometimes one simply has to mature gracefully. Reflecting the island it represents, The BRITs needs to retain some sense of humility and proportion – however, this latest departure suggests its own ‘Plan B’ is to do anything but.