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By Holly Gleason
It should’ve been April. It should’ve been Las Vegas. It should’ve been a live audience. It should’ve been a lot of things. But when the 55th Academy of Country Music Awards actually hit the airwaves, the sheer relief of finally getting the music moving was palpable.
A lot went into making the first mostly live awards show work. RAC Clark, Raj Kapoor and Glenn Weiss—alongside recently installed ACM chief Damon Whiteside—figured out a quick cut, three-location, green-screen extravaganza that celebrated The Grand Ole Opry, the teeny songwriter room The Bluebird Café and the Opry’s original home, The Ryman Auditorium.