It’s the most wonderful time of the year. Tis the season to be jolly! O come, all ye faithful. And have yourself a merry little Eurovision season!
We can’t wait to start tearing apart all those entries and reporting live from the audience for you, but sadly there are very few chosen ones yet. A few songs will be rendered a thousand times still. And then there is the need to do a recess and have a look at what has been going on the last couple of months. Here’s some of the gossip, predictions and prayers and hopes for you:
Great things could happen in Hungary
So, we closed our eyes for a minute and made a wish. That one day Hungary would bring us a good looking, well behaved bloke with a voice and song to match. Turns out his name is Freddie. Which is short for Fehérvári Gábor Alfréd and a synonym for pretty perfect. He hasn’t conquered his national final yet, but there is no chance he wouldn’t, right? Meet us in Stockholm, baby, we’ll mess around.
So. First semi final is no more than a week away and rehearsals are well on their way. Here are some of the most important facts we have picked up on this far:
Georgia is way funnier than first anticipated.How unbelievably cool is it to bring a parachute onstage? If you are to dance around high as a kite onstage, why not bring your kite, we say. And there is a slight possibility Israel’s lady might blow us all up, so security equipment is welcomed.
Speaking of Israel, we have an announcement to make: Three pair of pants have been found lurking around the airport looking for their owners. Mei and choir chicks can report to the information desk in order to get fully dressed for next week.
When Gravity was performed in the national final it was one hot mess. The scenography was chaotic and cheap looking, Zlata’s styling was all wrong even though she still managed to look kinda stunning, she was constantly fighting for attention over a couple of over eager backing singers who was mixed way too loud and there was really no proper chorus to hang on to before the whole thing was over. Continue reading
So, Saturday it was finally time for the Eurovision stars to shine and bedazzle us on the red carpet before the official opening party! We heard rumors the party wasn’t that great, so we’re not sorry one bit we weren’t there. We never show up at parties without finger food anyways. But at least an EBU photographer caught the action through his lens and and shared his pics with everyone on the official Eurovision website. As a reward someone should give this guy an introductory course in how to capture the glamour of celebs strolling up the red carpet. Maybe next year he’ll give us something decent to work with. Here are some highlights and (a lot of) lowpoints for you! We’ll do the comments in alphabetical order. It should take you about 4 hours to read through this post. (Oh, and click on the pics to get a bigger image.)
Ukraine is one of those countries in Eurovision that will qualify with just about anything. And end up in the top 10 in the big Saturday final. They could probably send a bunch of tone-deaf grannies who barely remember the words and just manage to stand up straight for three minutes without their walkers, and still continue their string of respectable placings. Or wait a minute, that’s Russia. But yeah whatever, would an audacious version of David Guetta’s When Love Takes Over, sung by a stunningly beautiful and bodacious babe and simultaneously serving as the official anthem of the 2012 Euro Football Championship do the trick? Continue reading
Gone away is that blue feeling, here to stay is that new feeling. We’re totally, utterly, even extremely happy to now see the love of our life, Denmark, plus the almost as loved Ireland and Estonia in the upcoming final Saturday. Because while Tuesday’s voting was somewhat interesting to say the least, this one was all we could hope for. Maybe apart from the fact that we have to survive through yet another three minutes of Swedish screaming.
What’s up with all these angels this year anyway? We just can’t see the fascination and we even have a Royal Princess who claims she can talk to these heavenly creatures. That’s seriously fucked up, but don’t get us started. At least the artist from Ukraine looks like an angel and that’s more than we can say about the Latvian Humpty Dumpty. And we guess we can say she sings like an angel too cause there’s no point denying that this fragile looking girl seems to have an impressive set of lungs.
Ah, Verka Serduchka. She is so caricatural she’s almost a parody on the parody. And do we love those kind of people? Oh yes. Seriously, no Ukraine has ever been this good at counting to seven in German: