And by it, I mean everything. Because that’s what the Greeks had on stage today. Literally everything. It was like fire sale at the twelve days of Greekmas. My true Eurovision love sent to me … three twitching singers, two women fencing and a singer we struggled to see.
There was a rolled-down condom (or a gravestone, depending on your point of view), and performers wearing what can only be described as nicotine-faded net curtains. Katerine was thankfully dressed in white, and with so much going on around her, it’s the one idea that worked.
The ghost of Annie Lennox past tapped an angry ballet pump in the wings as she waited for her solicitor to answer the phone and confirm it would be fine to sue for the nicking of ideas from her ‘No more I love you’s’ period.
I swear that had we not already been treated to several servings of bollocks from the other acts, the Press Centre would have stared and declared this our 2019 water cooler moment.
The sad/brilliant/crazy (delete as you see fit) thing was, it still didn’t actually stand out, and perhaps this is why the Greeks have worked so hard … to disguise the fact that the song itself is barely average.
The whole experience left me underwhelmed, but not before they topped off everything with a bit of ribbon-based rhythmic gymnastics.
No, NEXT
Based on your reviews, is *anyone* going to qualify from the first semi-final? 😉
Mr Phil has indeed tagged half of the songs as qualifiers and four as non qualifiers. The rest … he’s typically clueless. But this is just the technical rehearsal, much can change.
you forgot your pills again
No no – I have indeed taken them. 2 x 100mg Gabapentin for the nerve pain in my feet, 1 x Mirtazapine to get over the stress of sitting in the air conditioned lovliness of the press centre, and a massive pile of Vodka to get through some of the songs, Greece Included.
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