Eurovision maintenant!

Am gearing up to a night of Eurovision – mammoth-size knitathon ahead. My fave is Belgium, followed by Bulgaria and Australia. By gum many of the songs are verging on acceptable melodies despite key changes as the contest edges towards taking itself seriously again. It’s mostly youthful, futuristic, great hair everywhere. Too many songs sung in English though.

Politics – there is some for sure. But hey ‪#‎nopasaran‬ Europe no pasaran. Who will get booed this year – my guess is Russia and Israel. UK entry not too baaad boyz, not bad at all. ‪#‎Eurovision‬ all my feckin’ life – it was the ultimate show of the year for all the family. Sweden are fun hosts – expecting a lot of cheek from Graham and Petra.

Some brilliant bilingual folk around too. ‪#‎Learnalanguage‬ or three – it’s good for you! And if you are watching it – whether to groan at or embrace a spectacular live event – please remember ‪#‎Roma‬ – all music is brought to you by the traveller. Vivire, rock et de prosperer!


Eurovision – For The Love of Song

It’s the eve of Europe’s biggest song contest and the most watched programme on the planet -Eurovision. It’s also under a veil of controversy this year as Azerbajdzjan’s reputation re civil rights isn’t a good one.

The contest has become more and more dominated by Eastern countries (or so it seems according to the BBC presenters) whilst northern and western ones churn out equally admirable (or not) songs.

So what of the sounds of Eurovision. There is that unmistakable euro-disco-dance beat in there, buzzed up in the 21st century  and reflected in the song Euphoria. Ireland has lost it completely with Jedward and what on earth the UK were thinking when they chose a slow waltz sung by a veteran singer from the late 60’s  – well that is a resounding “PLANG”.

Russia’s Babushkas are a real killer and reflect on the times when turning up in traditional garb on Eurovision was sometimes seen as quite acceptable. The bizarre and over-literal is still in there too, coupled with bad coreography (aka Pans People).

Serbia has picked one of its big stars  and Joksimovic provides his usual blend of drama, his orchestra and cut-to-the-heart songlines. I like him, but is it right to have your superstars enter and I can’t help but think I know that intro from somewhere (a Visit Scotland telly ad perhaps).

The former YUs will no doubt vote for each other big time, adding Greece and Turkey in to the pot too. There is no sign of the Celtic sound -where did it go to.

BUT, there is a fear that resides amongst the contesting countries. Some of them don’t really want to win. It would cost them dearly to do so during our austere times.

Should the contest keep going and how? I think there’s room for some creative thinking. I don’t think the contest works that well – it’s too odd somehow -something we Brits find amusing and watch for that factor alone. There’s a strange mix of styles (not based on nations’ differences) but on genres.

If a song contest is to carry on, is there a way of splitting it over a period of time and basing it on genres – not on the sounds of nations, but genres. Would that work? Could there be folk, jazz, club, ballad, rock – or is that too western an idea. It seems to me that if so much money is going to be spent on this thing that a shift should be made from ‘nation bragging’ to the art of song appreciation.

Music, after all, comes from the soul. We should take our musicians and song-makers seriously. They take us through the bad times and the good. I’ll still watch it tonight and I am also protesting against it too.

My mother’s favourite entry, she loved Irish singers: