Which, to be fair, kind of fits the song. It uses the word "Hallelujah" in lots of different contexts to convey lots of different emotions; it might be the song's destiny that every singer has their own "Hallelujah". Doesn't cancel out simple over-exposure, though.

Quick! Take a number from one to ten!

Well, we've already had a talking cat (Excuse me: A Talking Cat!?!), so, maybe a talking iguana next? Wears sunglasses, plays the saxophone, could be cool.

Depends on how you look at it. Hyper-fluid, detailed, classic Dinsey/Don Bluth-style animation is still one particular ideal; there are other paths to explore, and I'd argue a number of recent shows have used a fundamental simplicity in style to allow themselves enough freedom to do remarkable, extraordinary things…

That question is irrelevant.

I've avoided all covers and gone for the world-weary cynicism of Cohen's original version, synths and all. It's a very different song than what every other musician apparently thinks it is.

Ah, yes. The show that only exists because those two words rhyme. Thousands of dollars from one Disney executive going "Dog…cog…log…frog…blog! That's it! I'm a genius!"

Fair enough. You'd have to be pretty far up your own ass even for a television critic to not see how extraordinary OTGW is, but it's still progress. I wish the Annies were a bigger deal.

That's the other reason I'm not watching: all the current shows I'm really invested in are either widely acclaimed premier stuff like The Knick which can hardly be called overlooked whether it's snubbed or not, or animated children's shows which won't get any recognition at all which will only annoy me. Either way, I…

Which I'm saying as a big fan; it's just not the greatest example of the endless possibilities of animation.

Right on. Maybe one day we'll live in a world where it isn't surprising for award shows to avoid alternating between ungodly boring and bizarrely offensive.

Of course it was. The show that is only a cartoon because actual spy-shows are super expensive and H. Jon Benjamin doesn't look like an overconfident former prep-schooler.

Still need to see that; I've heard great things.

I'm abstaining out of protest because cartoons never get their due.

So, to those watching, how irrelevant are the Emmys this year? Are they Oscars-sorta-kinda-relevant-but-not-really irrelevant, or are they Grammys-somehow-negatively-relevant-taking-away-credit-from-the-few-otherwise-excellent-artists-they-recognize irrelevant?

Trump already won. Or, more specifically, we already lost. The damage he's done to this country by uniting and emboldening its worst citizens would take years to repair even if we got off our lazy liberal asses and did something about it. It doesn't matter if Trump the man becomes president for a year or two before…

The worst part is that, in spite of myself, I was actually starting to kind of like him. His constant out-of-breath ass-kissing is still annoying as shit, but his sincerity had finally won me over a little bit. He clearly loves his job, and I'll take some excessive enthusiasm over the Kimmels and Lenos of this world…

I've held out against watching SNL no matter how many of my favorite musical artists go on there; stay strong, you can do it.

I don't agree with Robert Christgau often, but the claim he once made that "Waterloo Sunset" was the prettiest song in the English language is hard to argue with.

The Republican Party.