It’s not funny, Latvia

We’re heading over to Latvia to check out what they have dished up for us this year, and it turns out to be a Rizzotto.

There’s nothing funny about writing your own music, good on Laura Rizzotto for being the creative force behind her entry. Unfortunately this is about the only positive aspect we can come up with when reviewing the self penned Funny Girl. Because being undeniably talented, brimming with creativity and looking drop dead gorgeous does not guarantee a successful outcome. Continue reading

Best of Lisbon – a travel guide

Man, we love Lisbon. So much in fact that we go there once a year and stay for at least a week. Lucky for you too, because that means we have loads of great tips for you. Besides the obvious, of course. Which is getting as much Eurovision as possible and hunting down as many of those amazingly hunky Portuguese people as possible. We skipped the hotels, that are bound to be fully booked, but here’s a sample of the rest:

Nice areas to hang in besides the arena:

Warning: When in Barrio Alto, you might be exposed to this. And never quite recover

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The breakable Russian

She’s back again. And there’s not a Portuguese official in sight to stop her:

Here’s the thing: We get that it is hard to be Russian sometimes. You have your very impressive cultural legacy and you have all these amazing artists willing to give stellar performances in Eurovision and the only thing people care about is that you also have a president. Who decides wicked things you don’t necessarily agree on and certainly do not promote in your entry. Never mind that you almost won a dozen of times and the fact that you didn’t probably is due to other people also being great. In Putin town winning is the only option. If winning doesn’t happen, there must be something rotten in the state of Eurovision.

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Wrinkle Free Lithuania

Last year Lithuania failed miserably with sending a concept instead of an actual song to compete in Eurovision. Thus we can totally understand the urgency of sending a good old-fashioned proper ballad to Lisbon. While Fusedmarc was a screaming hot mess, Ieva Zasimauskaitė barely whispers her way through her designated three minutes. If we could have pasted a big FRAGILE sticker over the whole performance we would.

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