E! red carpet coverage of the Grammys highlight: some third string interviewer (still better than Ryan Seacrest, #5 on my ‘who to kill when the revolution comes’ list) is awkwardly questioning Ben Gibbard of Death Cab for Cutie. The interview is not particularly scintillating, but luckily the camera strategy of E! is designed to accommodate the ADD/pop culture idiocy attention span of its average viewer.

They continue to run the interview with Death Cab in a little bubble on the lower left quarter of the screen, and as Ben talks about the Show Box theatre the wide shot focuses on: anonymous video slut bending over in a blue satin ‘porn star interprets classy’ peekaboo dress, complete with strategic absences of fabric around the ass and fake boobs. Then, as Ben continues to prattle about great indy venues, the nameless P.R. whore taking up the majority of the screen slithers her body to full vertical glory: she convulses her chest and hair back and swivels her hips’n'butt while throwing her best ‘come-hither for I shall verily blow you’ look at the assembled cameras. I imagine it’s a reenactment of the particularly skeezy pole dance she performed in order to secure her ’50 Cent Entourage’ Grammy ticket. She’s essentially stripping for the camera, and though no one seems to know who the hell she is, well, when a big-booty-ho has, in her one desperate bid for fame, decided to flash her goodies for the camera, that trumps Seth’s favorite band any day.

But then, because maybe your attention is starting to wane as you realize that she will not actually be performing a ping-pong from the hoo-ha trick on cable: in the top right hand corner comes an image of a tuxedoed teenage boy playing an electric violin! And Ben Gibbard is still talking! I love E!