It’s all getting mad in here. I think these rehearsals will never end – we’re not anywhere near it today. I can see people flagging already. Maybe a good rub down with an old copy of the VisitDenmark tourist brochure is in order.
After our lunch stop we had Ireland. What a treat for eye and ear. I’ll say that again. What a treat for eye and ear. Well not exactly. Maybe if your eyes and ears belong to Helen Keller. To be fair, Kasey’s in a very nice frock that matches the gold behind here. So you see this disembodied head moving around. And she has dancers in kilts looking a little too S&M for my liking. However, overall it was a mess. Arguably the worst rehearsal seen today. We will most definitely not be going to Ireland next year for the contest. And the guy from Eurovision Ireland might be the entire delegation come Friday afternoon.
That Belarussian Teo is a cheeky old scamp. His snogpiece from the preview has gone, to be replaced by four strapping lads formation dancing with him, and another one in the shadows of the stage. That disappointed me a little. He could quite easily have had her strutting around the football pitch of a stage teasing and tantalising him with her charm. No matter, after the rather grisly car crash it was a world beater. I love Belarus? Well I don’t have it deep inside but he’s qualifying.
Sadly I can’t really comment on Macedonia (Former Yugoslav Republic of) since my employer had me doing other duties. And I was eating cake. FYRoM or cake? Cake every time.
Sebalter has a few more clones on stage with him. It makes no difference, he’s still a Mumfordo e figli wannabe. With his big skiddly skiddly bow he also bangs a drum on the catwalk. Gripping stuff.
I also didn’t see Greece. My spies tell me there were trampolines on stage. I wasn’t happy. If there’s one thing I’ve always wanted to see on a Eurovision stage, it’s either baby zebras or a trampoline.
There will be more to come soon. And that Eurocafé seems to be calling me tonight.
Spot ya
Riigi x
