Are you ever too old to care about the Juno Awards?
The Juno Award nominees have been announced, and at the risk of sounding like an out-of-touch old geezer, I have to say I have reached that inevitable point of not giving a flying fahoot about who wins and who loses. Heck, I don’t even care who is nominated.
This view is not meant as a criticism of the nominees or their respective talent, but merely serves as an indication of my detachment. Oddly, though, I will watch the awards telecast on April 6th, because I love awards shows. Besides, who knows, maybe Neil Young, or Robbie Robertson, or Gordon Lightfoot, or Joni Mitchell, or Leonard Cohen, or Bruce Cockburn will make a surprise appearance.