The fat Lady sang…

…and she won! Yupp, the chubby girl with her chicken imitation took home the prize and next year’s Eurovision Song Contest will once more be in Israel, pretty much exactly twenty years after Dana International. That could be fun, but it doesn’t change the fact that the song wasn’t particularly good and it seems to me that it was pandering a bit too obviously for the #MeToo movement with some cheap, crude lyrics. One has to be thankful for little things, though. At least this spared us from Norway‘s and Sweden‘s umpteenth attempts to manipulate viewers’ opinions with their shitty mainstream-optimized, smoothed-over radio music fare. Talk about nepotism! Geez, they should introduce rules to prevent that! It also saved us from many a poor singing like the one with that Lithuanian lady. Girl just can’t sing!

As far as personal favorites go, though, it would be hard to mention any. Naturally I’m pleased that our own German contest entry was well-liked and scored heavily, even if I find the song just slightly annoying as well. Others could be deserving of similar observations, be that Denmark with their well-sung, but poorly presented Viking-ish chants, Italy with their politically flavored song, France with something similar or even that weird opera singer from Estland. All of them are kinda enjoyable when you hear them, but you wouldn’t necessarily remember them five minutes later, much less do they compel you to dig deeper into the artists’ work. It seems we have come to a point where the ESC is almost too perfect for its own good and memorable songs and performances are barely to be found.

Even the surrounding show was less than memorable this time, with only Salvador Sobral‘s presentation sticking out. He clearly didn’t care much for the trappings of the Eurovision show and if he had his way, would probably have jammed out all evening on the stage. ;-) The four lady presenters were struggling with language a bit too much on occasion, which made the interludes painful to watch. Interviews can be really awkward when both sides don’t communicate in their native language and even simple attempts at humor tend to be misfires. What also rubbed me thew wrong way is that despite all optimizations on the voting procedures and a strict show schedule the event seems to be getting longer and longer. I’m really having more and more of a tough time to stay awake for so long and probably will feel the effects for the rest of the week and try to compensate my lack of sleep…

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