It comes as a disappointing (though somewhat unfortunately expected)
occurrence that Britain has yet again failed to achieve even a glint
of appraise in another unfruitful Eurovsion Song Contest. Alongside
one more woeful, outdated pop entry from Britain there rings the ever
increasingly cries that this event is marred by some sort of
unfortunate political exercise in which eastern European countries
contrive to further their political communications via the pretense of
voting for over-produced, nauseous pop music.
Don’t get me wrong, while I find the music fairly terrible at times,
the concept could certainly redeem itself as a platform for serious
artists and producers, and as a unifying event that could help join
musical cultures – essentially what it should be anyhow. But the event
has spiralled towards a kitsch wash of cheesy bedazzlement and
sensationalized performances so lacking in genuine emotion that I feel
I could find more honesty in an Eastenders omnibus.
It is fair to say that thanks to Bush and Blair’s Middle East endeavours we’re
not so popular amongst our European counter-parts. That’s something of
a given. However I was left wondering just how much of our poor result
this year was due to our military coup and unfavourable European
image, as our Wogan would have you believe, and how much was down to
the fact that we entered a piece of music so dated and out-of-touch
with the competition that the Butlins Redcoats would rather sing
another rendition of Angels than hark Andy Abraham’s middle-of-the-
road drone Even If.
By all means Wogan, leave the scene if you feel so inclined, even if
it will be to the detriment of the spectatorship (which it indubitably
will) but I cannot agree that our lack of success falls upon tactical
voting. When Aphex Twin, early Streets or Gorrilaz enters and finishes
bottom of the pile maybe then we can cry to Points of View.