Eurovision Review – 1986: It’s LA vie, biatch

Right, bring it on! In 1986 I was just 5, going on 6 when the mere 7 years older Sandra Kim assured herself of  the status of Immortal by bringing home the trophee for our tiny country, the first time since Eurovision began 30 years before. The last of the Original Seven to take the crown! Such a shame there’s not much honour in winning in such a terribly weak year…Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1986: It’s LA vie, biatch”


Eurovision Review – 1985: The Great Lill Lindfors Show

Off to Sweden then for the biggest Contest until now, with no less than 8000 people  witnessing the event live in the Scandinavium (quite the modest name) in the lovely Göteborg. The Swedes love Eurovision but they love their own Melodifestivalen and music scene more, a feeling that is emphasised by the host of the evening…Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1985: The Great Lill Lindfors Show”

Eurovision Review – 1984: Diggiloo Diggiley, hey whatever you say

By the time we get to 1984 Eurovision is clearly on a crossroad. The world around it is changing rapidly and the contest seems to struggle to keep up. There’s no real musical relevance vs. the real world and the Eurovision bubble is growing. Gimmicks and generic ballads are taking over the Contest while the likes of Madonna, U2, Eurythmics, Duran Duran and lots of others are taking the world by storm. What’s wrong with this picture? The 1984 edition sums it up nicely.Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1984: Diggiloo Diggiley, hey whatever you say”

Eurovision Review – 1983: Rendez-vous with eternity

It took them over 25 years but finally Germany managed to give us a herzlich willkommen from the metropole that is München. Eurovision was becoming slightly less of an influence on the contemporary music scene and started to exist in a bubble of its own so it seemed a bit of a crucial time for the evolution of the Contest. A date with destiny it seems, for the Contest ànd for some of the contestants…Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1983: Rendez-vous with eternity”

Eurovision Review – 1982: Ein bisschen world peace und ein bisschen tanzen!

Where’s Harrogate indeed! Wrapped in that typical fantastic British humor lies a very to the point question: what the hell? Surely there must be more attractive places in a wonderful country like the UK? Or at least one with a big enough location to provide a stage that’s provides sufficiant space? Not a patch on the Irish the year before I’m afraid, and a lot of countries were clearly counting on a bit of room for movement!Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1982: Ein bisschen world peace und ein bisschen tanzen!”

Eurovision Review – 1981: Well, I for one have made up my mind.

Let’s get straight to the point (not The Point, sillies, we’ll have to wait for another decade) shall we: Worst winner ever. Ever. Yes, even before Riva. And in such a great year! An absolute outrage.Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1981: Well, I for one have made up my mind.”

Eurovision Review – 1980: Que le meilleur gagne

Well they hardly ever do, right? As we are entering the ’80s a crisscross of genres populates our beloved Contest so it gets even trickier to find the best one. Or easier, depends on what gets your juices flowing. I don’t think any field has been this diverse and the differences make for high highs and very low lows. It’s madness, madness I’m tellin’ ya!Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1980: Que le meilleur gagne”

Eurovision Review – 1979: Hallelujah, hosannah, amen

And a couple of Ave Maria’s perhaps? We’re in the center of the religious world – well, a firm percentage of it anyway – and by Zeus will we have known it. That introduction movie is just a bit too much if you ask me, and we haven’t even heard the winner yet – boy did they fit the theme. But other than that, let’s see what Jerusalem had in store for us!Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1979: Hallelujah, hosannah, amen”

Eurovision Review – 1978: The best seat in the house

After the disappointment that was 1977 we at least got the consolidation of being welcomed in Paris in the spring of 1978. Paris has to be my favourite city in the world (of those I’ve already visited) and the introduction movie, filled with the most beautiful buildings and places in the city, filled my heart with joy. Not an easy challenge, as I was in a really foul mood due to a situation at work. Contestants beware!!Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1978: The best seat in the house”

Eurovision Review – 1977: The butterflies, the vaseline and the kettle

After the brilliant 1976 edition the organisation of the Contest fell back into the capable hands of Auntie Beeb, who’d treat us without a shadow of a doubt to a wonderful show. That was at least the intention, but a couple of external and internal factors shattered that fluffy dream. Fasten your seatbelts, it’s going to be a bumpy ride!Continue reading “Eurovision Review – 1977: The butterflies, the vaseline and the kettle”

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