After my initial success at picking the winners in week one, I did less well last week. Still, I wasn’t a million miles away and I stick by my tip for Mariette in the grand final.
So, without any further ramble, let’s get into the acts for this Saturday.
Robin Bengtsson – I can’t go on
The title is the very phrase I hope he utters when they call his name on Saturday. There’s nothing in this that appeals to me in any way. Robin seems to be aiming for sexy, but comes across like a flailing sleaze-bag. Repetitive in the extreme. In case you didn’t pick up on it, I think this is a bag of shite.
Krista Siegfrids – Snurra min jord
You know how sometimes you hear a song and you know it was written for Eurovision? A melody that would never merit any attention elsewhere (Fairytale, anyone?). Krista has been handed a dog of a song that has Melodifestival stamped all over it. Things start fine, it’s a typical downbeat build. But then, when the chorus comes, things get shrill. She’ll more or less certainly get a second chance, but it doesn’t excite me in the ways I hoped.
Anton Hagman – Kiss you goodbye
Strummy guitar, poppy chorus and a cute boy who seems more than able to hold notes live. It’s not the greatest song, but in a weak line-up, this feels like a qualifier.
Jasmine Kara – Gravity
There’s something about this one that grabs me. Of course, it’s Sia lite, but still it stands out. That said, the rehearsal clip suggests the staging might let Jasmine down – she’s too alone – although you never know what might be to come. This is my tip to win this week. By miles.
Owe Thornqvist – Boogieman Blues
It will raise smiles, and maybe pick up points from old school ironics. But really, it’s as much of a fish out of water as a bag of sampi fries. It’s still better than Robin.
Bella and Filippa – Crucified
Sounding like it escaped from a UK national final, this poppy country number should sink without trace. Inoffensive is the best I can find to say about it.
FO&O – Gotta thing about you
I’m told this is one to watch. Perhaps with the sound off. It’s workmanlike, but charmless. It’s everything I despise in modern boyband music. Watch it go and win. Horrid.
So, where am I now after seven songs? Only one appealed to me – Jasmine Kara. The other qualifier looks like a flip between Anton Hagman and the truly awful FO&O. Whichever of them misses out might join Krista in the rematch show. I never need to hear Robin Bengtsson’s terrible song again.
The weakest selection so far to my ears.