I must admit that I know very little about Taylor Swift and her music. But reading Michael Robbins great book “Equipment for Living: On Poetry and Pop Music” inspired to check out this performance.
It was – well, cards on the table, I think it was transcendent. Someone forgot to tell her the Grammys are a joke. She got her Stevie Nicks on, banging her locks and singing pretty much in key, hunched over the piano like a velociraptor and tearing the meat off its bones. On record, the song is one of her best, but on that night, on my television screen, for as long as it lasted, it was the best song I´d ever heard.
-Michael Robbins