Dear reader, much has happened since my last post. More countries have rehearsed, but a little more of that later. This resistance managed to get to the Georgian party last night. It was more by foul means than fair. The rumour mill did its usual bit of saying you needed invited, then you didn’t need invites. I had no invite but got in thanks to a hang dog facial expression and whoring it with other journalists. I was not the only OnEuroper present, so we were able to form a united front for a few wine-soaked hours. We had previous participants Sopho and, erm, Sopho on stage. We had Eldrine and their lead singer named, erm, Sopho performing a little set. We had people turing into a white mountain with a crucifix on it. We had men dancing with bottles on their heads. Maybe the Oneurope team could try the bottle-on-the-head dance 😉
Georgia is a country in the Caucasus that produces copious amounts of great wines. Alcoholic fruit soup is one description. And we were able to personally thank the Chief Finance Officer of Georgian TV who was bankrolling the whole affair. He tells us that if/when Georgia wins Eurovision it’ll be held in the coastal resort of Batumi, but we can all stay at his house in Tbilisi 400km away (?). Eurovision by the seaside anyone?
The stand out rehearsals yesterday, for all the wrong reasons, are Malta and San Marino. Glen broke the needle again on my reconditioned campometer. It’s all just TOO busy on stage. Senit didn’t come across at all well. She was off key and the dress didn’t suit her at all. this isn’t a personal attack on her as I actually don’t mind the song. I just think it’ll turn off the woters of Europe.
Today the loonies (in a good way) from Portugal continued to entertain. Every response to a question in the press conference was done to music. They gave us free cheese, always a wote winner in my little book. I would have photographed this cheese porn but the gannets got there first. Don’t be surprised if they qualify for the final instead of Hungary.
Azerbaijan have just been on, and it still looks wrong. This is a show for all the family, not a version of The Graduate. And no, this isn’t a personal attack – it just looks wrong.
Gaumarjos, as they say in Tbilisi