It’s all about the message behind the glitter and the lights. Or so they say. Let’s take a minute to see what 43 acts have to tell us this year. Sometimes profound, often evoking a sense of lost love, now and then, a touch dark, considering …
This yearning that burns knows no distance, no bounds in this world.
What’s the cost of a madman’s wounds?
Don’t you think it’s just a waste of time when we’re always fighting over material, trivial things in this life?
The high life
Lord I’m gonna get so high tonight.
Misty moon I’m your loon.
When I first saw you here I knew that I was blind.
Looking for all this cheap sensation.
Love is like a black hole.
I will remember roses and horses in the rain.
Take a dive into my eyes, yeah the eyes of lioness.
It’s raining men
The way she moved got me making a puddle.
Call it surrender, still won’t feel like defeat.
I would like it to be a fairy tale around us.
You are standing in the shadow and wondering why you’re in the dark.
I’m gonna roll the dice, you better believe it.
Merci, merci, merci, merci.
What is the heart, if not break into nine pieces to share with others?
We were three kids and a loving mum.
Cheer up, it might never happen
If you talk to my mountains, my loneliness will be listening.
My blood will keep running in your veins, if you won’t trade it away, there’ll be mark on your heart.
In every single language, there’s a word for love and for blame.
We were drifting like two icebergs out on the ocean.
You’re stupid just like your smart phone.
In London it always rains.
And it’s getting hard, I’m not gonna lie.
From your very first smile I knew that I’d walk a mile.
And I know and I know and I know.
And something tells me we ain’t gonna loose it.
Me and life, like dog and cat.
A new tattoo that you can’t keep hidden.
It’s only words
Shubidubi-dab-dab Shubidubi-dab-dab Shubaduba-hey Shubaduba-hey Say.
Back to the place where my heart can finally reveal his face up.
I’ll take care of your garden.
And all the happiness that by the way is all for free.
I’ve flown with kings and queens.
Yeah, so you better listen carefully if they dissin you on Twitter.
Happiness is achievable, grab it.
True art cannot have a price tag.
I never got to imagine that traveling to the moon would be for real.
I dug you like you were treasure.
It’s been this way for centuries.
Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh, yeah.
Am I making you proud or could I do better?
Image Credits: RTP.