Last night I watched the Eurovision Song Contest on my computer. Sweden was hosting this year, so it was broadcast from Stockholm Globe Arena. For the first time in its history, it was also aired in the USA, and I think I read, also in China. We didn’t get it on TV here, but it was alright to watch on the computer. I didn’t watch the whole thing anyway … all those lighting effects get too rich for me. Over the years, they’ve only gotten worse, and take away from the music this is supposed to be all about.
This is the type of event when families and friends gather in front of the TV, discuss the songs, root for their favourites et cetera. I had a little chat going, on the side, with fellow Swedes — one lives out in California, another one in Washington DC. That was fun! After I had listened to all the songs, I was left with one favourite; The Netherlands.
Australia was tipped the winner beforehand, but it didn’t win … The Ukraine did, with a song called “1944”. Australia isn’t exactly located in Europe, and the explanation is here.
Last year marked the 60th anniversary of the European Song Contest. Its popularity has gone up and down, over the years, the format has been changed many times, and I sense a certain come-back in popularity for it. Many, new countries have been added to it — there were 42 contries voting this time.
Of course, you can’t compete in music — it’s pure entertainment.
The broadcast went well, no disasters, and the Swedish announcers were professional and did good. One time in my youth, the female announcer lost her skirt — the lower part of her fancy dress just came off — everyone gasped! This was all planned, as a joke, or comic relief so to speak, and she was really cool about it.