Ok, after watching just enough of last night’s American Music Awards’ tepid performances, poorly lip-synched dance routines and rambling speeches to be completely bored senseless, it’s time to bring up an important issue: We are sick of Kanye West and the Pussycat Dolls.

First, Kanye. Somehow, Kanye has managed to endear himself to clueless pop music fans and trend-hopping hipsters who, in their clumsy attempts to pretend they “get” hip-hop, have chosen Kanye as the obligatory rapper of choice. Hipsters used to profess love for clever or socially-conscious hip-hop acts such as the Roots or Common (or truly hilarious Dr. Octagon/Kool Keith), but these days folks are settling for Kanye—but why?

Aside from having a cute cartoon bear serve as his mascot on album covers and in videos, there is very little to admire about Kanye’s inability to sing without the always-horrible use of Auto Tune (listen and download free Kanye West Heartless mp3). Then, there’s his baseless boasting, including last night’s televised declaration that he wanted to be Elvis (who, by the way, did not need Auto Tune). Not to mention the way he pouts and throws childish tantrums anytime he doesn’t win an award. Um, unsportsmanlike much? Besides, is making music/art all about winning dumb statues and fattening your bank account? Sure seems like that’s the only thing that interests Kanye.

Another thing we have to mention after the 2008 AMAs is something we’ve brought up before, but it’s worth mentioning again: The Pussycat Dolls SUCK. Seriously. Sure, it’s fun to see skanky girls dance around in stripper clothes—but, for crying out loud—don’t give them microphones. We’ve never actually been to a strip club (honest), but we’re pretty sure that most places don’t give the gals microphones—and the Pussycat Dolls prove that there is a reason for that: They can’t sing.

Although, PCD (that’s fancy slang for Pussycat Dolls) mostly lip-synch anyway, the tracks they lip-synch to are horrible to begin with. So, add a few stray cats yowling over the top of the pre-recorded tracks and you’ve got the recipe for a ruckus deserving of a visit from the local animal catcher (or exterminator).

Of course, lots of other performances from the AMAs were horrible, too. Leona Lewis over-sings almost as much as Christina Aguilera and Beyonce, Pink was hilariously introduced as “one of the greatest artists of our time” or some such nonsense and, for reasons mere mortals cannot comprehend, Rihanna performed clad in a sparkly eyepatch (which covered her eye, but not her awful vocals).

Chris Brown won a few awards, but he uses that same horrible robot-voice Auto Tune voice processor that Kanye uses—and it’s horrible.

What happened to pop music, America? Was it always this bad? Why are we buying the garbage that the record companies are selling us?

Please, leave a comment and tell us what music and artists you absolutely love—we really need some good tunes to cheer us up!

Thanks.