To be deathly honest, this rehearsal can be summed up in four words: "same as last time".
There are some rehearsals that make you question why you bothered to turn up and watch. And that's how I felt through the last twenty minutes.
Yianna and the (oh so very symbolic of the Greek flag) blue hand of death lurks on stage for three minutes and sings a song that just bores me ... and I fear it will do the same for the rest of Europe/Asia/Australia.
Looking for the positives, it's earnest and sung with conviction. Ultimately, it is what it is but what that is, is out of date.
Image Credits: Andres Putting.