What starts out as delicate and atmospheric takes its time to get going and ends up giving me an overly familiar laboured end result.
Serbia has become something of an acquired taste in recent Eurovision years – tending to bow down to showing us something just a bit different and artsy, rather than run of the mill. And I am all for that.
The problem for me, is that this isn’t something different. It reminds me too much of the sort of things we got from Bosnia in the mid-naughties. And, I felt like I’d heard everything on offer within the first minute. The remaining two delivered nothing new beyond the almost too-obvious big chorus.
It’s lovely. It’s haunting. But Teya runs out of welcome mat very quickly for me.
