That album, filler and all, was huge, but something else was even bigger. They had just finished up their strange and unprecedented solo-album run, five different artists putting out incredible RZA-produced records on different labels, before reassembling for the massive blockbuster double album Wu-Tang Forever.
The 1998 Grammys were supposed to belong to the Wu-Tang Clan because 1997 was supposed to belong to the Wu-Tang Clan. Shawn Colvin wasn’t the only one confused that night. “I’d like to thank the gentleman from Wu-Tang for that clarification,” he smirked. Shawn Colvin looked around for a couple of seconds, giggled, and said, “I’m confused now.” When she finished her speech, the camera panned over to Kelsey Grammer, the evening’s host.
Peace.” A frantic-looking white man in a tuxedo then ushered the Dirt Dog off the stage. I want y’all to know that this is ODB, and I love you all. So they let Dirty just keep talking.ĭirty had more to say: “We teach the children. Erykah Badu and Wyclef Jean, the award’s two presenters, didn’t know what to do either. She did a little dance on her way to the stage, and then she stopped in her tracks, confused, not sure what to do next. Shawn Colvin had just been announced the winner of the Song Of The Year statuette. It was 1998, possibly the last year when anything interesting happened at the Grammy Awards. “I don’t know how y’all see it, but when it come to the children, Wu-Tang is for the children.” This was Ol’ Dirty Bastard, resplendent in maroon, half-coherent.
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