It’s a damning indictment of any performance when the best you can come up with after seeing it a couple of times is: “Well the backing dancers are better than Rafel, and that’s not right!”
If this song had have got through the rigorous selection process at SVT Towers, then this could, with a little polishing of faeces that only Christer 9 points Bjorkman can provide, have done reasonably well. It seems though that SVT knew something that TVP didn’t, because they said “No, thank you very much” and let them take it away.
Someone, either at TVP or Rafel’s team, has turned this from a Melodifestival could-have-been to a Eurovision-won’t-be. The choreography was wooden to the degree that you could see him counting to 8 in his head, it was all pre-planned (yes I know choreography usually is!) to the degree that it wasn’t natural at all. He even had a pre-planned interaction with a stedicam … but that went awry.
Image Credits: EBU / Andres Putting .