Tinkara Kovač is up now for Slovenia, blowing her flute for all her might (it’s pre-recorded love, save your breath). It’s a dark blue staging for most of it, and she’s wearing a deep blue frock which swallows her almost as much as the Danes swallow their vowels. And that’s a lot.
There’s a nice swirling circle on the floor illustrating the round and round of the title, and I do love the melody here but this is a damned competitive set and I’m not sure it’s going to be enough to see her to the Saturady night.
Monty x
