Hera today gone tomorrow

Hera Björk delivered a great performance for Iceland. Photo: Indrek Galetin (EBU)
Hera Björk delivered a great performance for Iceland.

I’m deeply disappointed because the Icelandic singer didn’t vogue for us as we were promised. This is in bad need of some choreography. Euroband managed it and this is a lot poorer for having out lead girl standing in the middle of the stage like Eyjafjallajokull waiting to erupt.

There are flashing disco lights a plenty and 70’s disco beats in abundance as well as lyrics that don’t quite fit the music. It doesn’t have any butterflies though which means it has disappointed me twice.

It’s bland and not terribly exciting but something’s got to damn well qualify from this semi final even if it ends up being a lucky dip and this is probably going to be one of them for no other reason than that.

Personally I think it’s hideous and so is she and I’d rather pass hot ash through my bowels than have to listen to it but the voters of Europe are a fickle bunch (see UK election results) and Hera and her red nightie will probably be gracing our screens a week Saturday.

Phil: Hera has arrived and almost cocked up her last chorus of her 2nd run-through – but she managed to claw it back.

She is in a long red dress that matches her hair, and the song has typical Euroband choreography and, as such, it is probably going to get the same result. I.e flying through to the final then finishing 14th. The song is no better than that unfortunately. On the next run through, Hera managed to win the fight with her own song and performed it better.

I still think that it is typical Iceland of the last 3-4 years with the staging and the choreography, and normally that wouldn’t be a bad thing but, like Greece before it – I have seen this song sung several times before, by singers that have infinitely better voices.

Hmmm – today has been harder work than I expected and that is worrying to be honest.

Nick: Phew. She got here. Hurrah! Really, really struggling to get into a Hera frame of mind after the Belarussian assault on the senses, but just about getting there now.

It’s everything you’d expect, give or take a bit of shakiness on the odd big note – which really was a seriously odd big note. It would make sense to see this in the final, but I’ll have some thinking to do before Serviette of Death I. I’m not really any the wiser for seeing these 17 rehearsal sessions.