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It's raining, but who cares? It's Eurovision tonight! \o/
First of all - birthdays! Dearest ![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
green_maia and lmbossy, hope you both have a terrific day and that the coming year brings you much joy! :)
Secondly... Eurovision!!! For those not familiar (and curious) I've done a little cut-and-paste from 'My Immortal', wherein Jack explains the history/basic principles of the thing to Buffy:
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“OK. The Eurovision Song Contest has been around since... 1956. It’s very simple - every country provides a song of some kind, people all over Europe vote and the winning country hosts next year’s event. Now the reason you should watch - apart from the fact that it’s fun - is that it will in one night teach you more about Europe than months’ worth of studying. Plus, the next time a European starts going on about they are culturally superior to America, all you need to do is say ‘Eurovision’ and they’ll shut right the hell up! Trust me - it’s kitsch and camp and fabulous - which is why we need the rubbish food to go with it.”
Realising that she’d get no say in the matter, Buffy settled down to watch, grabbing some chicken wings and a coke and telling her brain firmly to switch off.
The show was certainly entertaining, but it wasn’t until the 10th entry that she began to feel like she’d fallen into a parallel world.
“What’s with the Xena look?” she asked, boggling, but The Immortal waved away her complaint, eyes glued to the screen.
“Who cares? That is amazing!”
“But she can’t sing!”
“She’s a hot chick in skimpy leather. She doesn’t need to be able to sing. You’re missing the whole point of this.”
At least she was widening her horizons she supposed. Ukraine had until then never made her think of proto-Slayers rocking the stone age look.
By the time they reached the Russian entry, she felt it superfluous to ask why the pretty young female singer was using four primary coloured, half-naked hunks for sitting on...
The Greek singer was cute though, and had very nice arms.
“Hear! Hear!” The Immortal agreed immediately. “You know, he actually reminds me of-”
“If the next words out of your mouth are ‘Ermanno Mancini’ I’m throwing you out of the window. Without opening it.”
“Why do I always end up with the violent ones?” The Immortal muttered to himself, but sadly didn’t elaborate.
~~~~~
And here is the winning entry from that year, the 'Xena look' one:
Although really, if you want to understand the show, all you need to do is watch this entry (Ukraine, 2007). Tanzen!
ETA: Thought I'd add last year's winner and #2, both of which were gorgeous songs (sometimes you get these beautiful, talented people participating and the world turns topsy-turvy... *g*). Under the cut, since I don't want to kill people's flists.
green_maia and lmbossy, hope you both have a terrific day and that the coming year brings you much joy! :)Secondly... Eurovision!!! For those not familiar (and curious) I've done a little cut-and-paste from 'My Immortal', wherein Jack explains the history/basic principles of the thing to Buffy:
~~~~~
“OK. The Eurovision Song Contest has been around since... 1956. It’s very simple - every country provides a song of some kind, people all over Europe vote and the winning country hosts next year’s event. Now the reason you should watch - apart from the fact that it’s fun - is that it will in one night teach you more about Europe than months’ worth of studying. Plus, the next time a European starts going on about they are culturally superior to America, all you need to do is say ‘Eurovision’ and they’ll shut right the hell up! Trust me - it’s kitsch and camp and fabulous - which is why we need the rubbish food to go with it.”
Realising that she’d get no say in the matter, Buffy settled down to watch, grabbing some chicken wings and a coke and telling her brain firmly to switch off.
The show was certainly entertaining, but it wasn’t until the 10th entry that she began to feel like she’d fallen into a parallel world.
“What’s with the Xena look?” she asked, boggling, but The Immortal waved away her complaint, eyes glued to the screen.
“Who cares? That is amazing!”
“But she can’t sing!”
“She’s a hot chick in skimpy leather. She doesn’t need to be able to sing. You’re missing the whole point of this.”
At least she was widening her horizons she supposed. Ukraine had until then never made her think of proto-Slayers rocking the stone age look.
By the time they reached the Russian entry, she felt it superfluous to ask why the pretty young female singer was using four primary coloured, half-naked hunks for sitting on...
The Greek singer was cute though, and had very nice arms.
“Hear! Hear!” The Immortal agreed immediately. “You know, he actually reminds me of-”
“If the next words out of your mouth are ‘Ermanno Mancini’ I’m throwing you out of the window. Without opening it.”
“Why do I always end up with the violent ones?” The Immortal muttered to himself, but sadly didn’t elaborate.
~~~~~
And here is the winning entry from that year, the 'Xena look' one:
Although really, if you want to understand the show, all you need to do is watch this entry (Ukraine, 2007). Tanzen!
ETA: Thought I'd add last year's winner and #2, both of which were gorgeous songs (sometimes you get these beautiful, talented people participating and the world turns topsy-turvy... *g*). Under the cut, since I don't want to kill people's flists.