A ghost haunts Europe: the ghost of the eurofans. This is his quote. His Superbowl. His Champions League final. Your judo key to doom. And the key to anyone who wants to spend a night doing one of the things that human beings do best, criticize from the sofa. If when Spain plays the World Cup, we have 45 million coaches. There are 45 million judges who pass sentence on singers who dare to come out. A day of European connection. Eurovision. A night that makes us feel more community than the euro, the hymn of joy or the lacquer that Ursula Von der Leyen uses.
Sweden won. Loreen won with ‘Tattoo’. Sounds like a James Bond movie intro song to me. Sounds like music I thought I had heard before. She’s talented, yes, but she won’t be a winner forever. She also had already won with ‘Euphoria’ in 2012. Don’t be eager, woman, let other people win. Blanca Paloma, the other lady from Elche, was ranked number 17. The public vote gave us five points. Many eurofans have stopped believing in democracy. Blanca sang hers. There was no failure. ‘Eaea’. all red. Power, vocal power and a doubt that eats me when I see it: What will a Swedish lady think seeing this? The votes I think give a painful answer. The flamenco, which isn’t flamenco, sounded good. But we already know that Spain has a tradition to fulfill in Europe. Never win. We haven’t lifted the crystal microphone for 54 years, this year was not going to be less. ‘Whoa’, Blanca, you’ve done very well. Go home with the pride of the defeated. Long live Blanca manque lose.
26 countries. 26 songs. 18 different languages. Four hours of television show. A gala that lasts longer than the Goyas and here there are no Resines that liven up anything with a rap. One starts looking forward to seeing it and ends up thinking that yes, there are definitely too many countries in the world. A song festival that started with an Austrian female duo wondering about Edgar Allan Poe and ended with the representative of the United Kingdom, the host country of the event, with a quite danceable pop song. The rest, a salad of voices, dances and clothes. And lights, of course, more lights than at Christmas in Vigo. Ábel, put on your batteries that eat up your ground. A show that turns a photosensitive’s worst nightmare into reality.
It is a day with a surreal and therefore comical touch. The only day on the calendar where you wonder about countries you never hear from again for the rest of the year. Case of Moldova, which has presented a kind of shamanic ritual on stage with a man with dwarfism playing the flute. Yes, this has happened and this journalist has not taken LSD during today’s session. The case of Armenia, with a representative, Brunette, who has marked a break dance in the middle of a ballad Just like mixing chocolate with paella. Or Albania, a performance with Balkan sounds they said in the broadcast. I believe it. We believe it.
«’Whoa,’ Blanca, you’ve done very well. Go home with the pride of the defeated. Long live Blanca manque lose»
In general, it is worth asking, Europe, do you love me? Because I have not found the brilliance of other years. It has been light thanks, as usual, to social networks. To Twitter. In another night where the humor combined with the bad slime of the users borders on the penal code. Moments for the reel. Portugal brought ‘Amy Winehouse del Tagus’–there are terrible people to call you nicknames–the Portuguese Mimicat, with a decent Portuguese cabaret. Serbia represented the spirit of the public with a song that had the title, translated into Spanish, “I’m just sleepy.” The French were very French, as always. Croatia brought a kind of Village People who sang a marvelous bullshit. Marco Mengoni, a well-used delivery, represented Italy. Finnish rock came second, and I’m sure Sanna Marin will have danced to it at some point.
It will be another year. Try again. I pitch an idea to RTVE, which is in charge of organizing the shed to reach our representative. Save me is over, no one really knows the future of the collaborators. Do we want to wear something ethnic? Do we want Europe and the whole world to discover what has entertained half of Spain for 14 years? A star named Belén Esteban will delight the Moldovan public. Lydia Lozano already has experience dancing. Yes, even Jorge Javier Vázquez has made a musical. Surely we won’t win, we never do so what? This is largely about the meme. A prodigious and shared joke that every year brings us together in front of the television in the heat of music. ‘Eaea’.
2023-05-14 01:46:34
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