Fatigue

I watched the entire Grammy production, and I'm exhausted. But I was left with some lasting impressions:
Alzheimer's is a tragic and inexplicable disease in its progression. Glenn Campbell gave a smooth performance, voice strong, stage presence perfect, knew all the lyrics without a prompter, interacted with the audience comfortably and professionally, thanked backup at the end of his number, but after he was finished singing, was confused, asking where am I supposed to go.
I liked Adele's songs the best, but truthfully, at the end, I was tired of hearing them. Really, what does "Sometimes it lasts to love" actually mean? And did she use the "snot" word after accepting her final award?
Carrie Underwood probably should not be singing Tony Bennett songs.
The Antebellum lady singer does not have much of a neck, and her head sits too far forward on the stem she does have.
Jennifer Hudson gave a lovely performance.
Sir Paul doesn't have much of a voice left, but, darn it, he's still cute.
There is a fine line between sanity and insanity and "The Exorcism of Roman" comes dangerously close to crossing it.
What was it with those evil puppets?
If that guy with Miranda Lambert was her husband, their body language indicated divorce in their future.
And, pointed out by all the tributes, there are way more dead people than living people.