What this man doing? Why was he even there? And presenting an award!? This was ridiculous, harebrained, and should never happen again.
James Corden opened up proceedings by introducing us to the new Vivienne Westwood-endorsed Brit Award design. It apparently held some magical capability to combat climate change, which Corden was like so totally supporting and that. Later on in the evening, whilst in discussion with Cee-Lo Green, Mr Corden blatantly condoned Green's private plane shenanigans. You plonker.
You may have noticed hoards of riot police invade the stage during Take That's and and Plan B's performances. Now I'm not sure if you're the kind of person who likes watching policemen in full dress, shields and all, fighting some agitated rioters doing a silly dance routine, but I'm not. I mean violence isn't all that cool either, and when it involves completely shrouding the stage and detracting our attention from the (okay, slightly awful) music, it's just really pointless.
Finally, I am going to be forever distressed that The National are the most hardworking, genre-defying and consistently sublime act of the last decade, yet were awarded only five seconds mention this evening, and lost out in the International Breakthrough category to none other than.....
This puerile and wretched little soul. What a stinker.
