Monday, July 7, 2008

Confluence of Sound.

No matter how big the feud or dispute between two countries in Europe, they are brought together by a wonderful yearly event called Eurovision. In other words, it's a song competition where each registered nation in the continent sends in a person to sing a song and dance around and represent what their country thinks is music, and may or may not be just that. (No doubt that politics and money have a say in this, but shhh, I like to pretend all is well and fair in that which I can't change).

And so, it starts; the mad scramble to top the music charts is off, from years of experience, plaguerism and one point differences, the battle is on. Whether a country's song is in their native language, in English, or a mix, is completely up to what they think will earn them a place in the finals. Voting takes place first by SMS or text messages in each country to select a song, and then a panel of judges from each country will give a certain amount of points to the selected songs in the official Eurovision contest.

Last year, Serbia won, and I was extremely glad because Marija Serifovic, the singer, was one of my favourites. Since Eurovision was hosted in Serbia this year, Serbia couldn't win again, even though multiple countries and thousands of people worldwide adored Jelena Tomasevic's voice and song. Oh well, you win some and then you lose some.

A little friendly competition tends to bring people together, and in the midst of heated rivalry, voters and onlookers share wonderfully diverse views and strange opinions that cause debate or new aquaintances. As the contest progresses, rankings shift in the blink of an eye and leads are soon lost with a new turn of events.

And as soon as it's over, next year's contest is being prepared for and plotted for. It's a vicious circle, ladies and gentlemen, and all of Europe is hooked and tumbling along for the ride willingly. The best part is always searching up the winning songs, the songs that nearly made it, and gossiping about singers and their silly little ideas. Such is the spirit of Eurovision.

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