Sunday night, the 2013 Grammy Awards will renew the now-impossible task of representing mainstream America's tastes and remaining relevant to those who care enough to seek music beyond an FM dial. All parties will inevitably leave feeling disconnected from the wider culture. Who can act as a true barometer of what is good and what is not, and help us find some sensible common ground? City Pages' newest cultural arbiter: my mother.
As is now the established practice, my mom was presented with the nominees in ten of the more relevant categories, and asked to choose some winners and losers. The following ensued: