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Eurovision

Oh the glorious time of year has come again and now thanks to the split of the Balkans and the Russian federation it is lasting longer than ever before!

I watched the first of the semi-finals yesterday (an experience of sufficient importance to allow me to consciously stall Matei's prized bedtime schedule by a whole hour) and it was... somewhat dissapointing. Half the musical acts looked like down-on-their-luck singers, putting in their nightly dose of vocals and self-hate in a shabby holiday resort. (In fact the Russian act pretty much looked like Depressed Abba).

Where were the stilts and the fireworks and the ogre masks? Where was the grandmother beating a pair of gigantic drums? Where were the pirate costumes?

It was all far too tame for my liking but thankfully Moldova perked up the preceedings by having people dressed as trees and one as a mad looking bride, singing in their own language which frankly just upped my enjoyment of the whole experience by removing the temptation to try and make sense of the lyrics.

Greece came through with their usual offering of men in very tight trousers, Findland supplied what sounded like Russian Gypsy songs, Poland inserted the requisite element of the creepy with the singer getting the backing dancer in a headlock midway through the song and I heartily loved Malta because of a) the sequins b) the singer's voice and c) the fact that her backing dancer was dressed as a bird and throughout the song it looked as though she was getting groped by an angel.

Also, I can only explain Serbia's entry by thinking that either a) they want to ensure they never incur the expense of hosting another Eurovision Contest by making sure they end as far from winning as possible or b) they believe that anything penned by Goran Bregovic automatically turns to gold.

As an added bonus to all this, my son has taken to standing on the sofa, draping himself in a blanket, spreading out his arms and unleashing a string of vowels from his mouth. He explains this behaviour by saying: "I'm singing"

As an added added bonus he is taking his new role as a diva very seriously and this morning after everyone had got up, crawled into my bed again, inserted himself underneath the covers, waved me away with his little hand imperiously with:
"I sleeping. Go speak with Daddy."

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chiller
May. 26th, 2010 11:14 am (UTC)
OMG, Serbia's song was written by Goran Bregovic? Ok, I am going to have to watch it, now.
casaubon
May. 26th, 2010 01:11 pm (UTC)
my son has taken to standing on the sofa, draping himself in a blanket, spreading out his arms and unleashing a string of vowels from his mouth. He explains this behaviour by saying: "I'm singing"

That sounds better than many Eurovision entries. :)
offensive_mango
May. 29th, 2010 03:08 pm (UTC)
I am GUTTED to be spending this time of the year in a country that hasn't even heard of Eurovision :(
kasku
May. 29th, 2010 04:19 pm (UTC)
That child. I love him. :-) I'm sorry I didn't get back to you the other day by the way. My phone was barred so I didn't listen to my voicemail until several days later when I'd been able to pay some of the bill! xxx
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