Well we have made it to the press centre
and I’ve bagged a laptop as I’ve left mine at home today. We’ve just had lunch
in a lovely café and it was the best veggie food I’ve had since arriving. Aubergine rolls filled with walnut in a creamy and spicy filling - yum! Last night
was a melee of social activities, starting off with the Serbian reception at
the Baku Hilton . It was a Zeljko love-in with his entry being piped in all its
various versions constantly before he took to the stage himself for an extended
set of his past entriesas a singer and a
songwriter. Also in attendance was Gaetana from Ukraine, Loreen from Sweden,
Kalliopi from Macedonia and a late appearance from Eva Bottom from Slovenia. We
almost missed Max Jason Mai from Slovakia too but collared in a corner only to
be told he doesn’t really like Eurovision and only about 53 people will be
watching in Slovakia. I think that’s optimistic as his entry is dull enough to
have half of his own national viewers rushing to put the kettle on. The free champagne was a most welcome touch!
After that it was on to one of the more
unexpected events of the year, a four-course dinner hosted by Ralph Siegel to
celebrate 40 years of sending songs in, 30 of them being selected, and 20 since
his A Little Peace sung by Nicole
brought Germany their first victory. We were treated to a whole evening of eclectic
entertainment including a group of young children singing three songs, all of
which sounded like Siegel compositions, and a traditional Azeri ensemble.
Dinner for everybody was very lovely, I am led to believe, as sadly my
vegetarian option was somewhat on the plain side consisting of plain,
sauce-free spaghetti, cauliflower, chips and boiled potatoes. Still they made
an effort. We had a montage of Uncle Ralph’s past glories which served to emphasise
just how big an impact he has had on this Contest’s oeuvre and inadvertently to
emphasise how alike many of them have sounded. His vehicle this year, Valentina
from San Marino, was on hand but had the night off singing duties, though we were
treated to the winner of their video competition that has been running on You
Tube so we did hear the song. I haven’t really been that supportive of Ralph
over the years if I’m honest but last night I saw a very warm-hearted and
generous man genuinely moved by how many people had bothered to come to his
anniversary free dinner and wine shindig, and I think those present were
perhaps surprised by how much affection they actually hold for his legacy.
After that it was the worst taxi ride yet
to the EuroClub, getting horrendously lost and ending up so south of the city I
thought I might have to get my passport out at the Iranian border. We missed
most of the Israeli party but caught Romania and Safura from Azerbaijan 2010 on
stage.
We didn’t make the Russian party as it was
so far out of the city as to render it impractical, and I’ve not yet had a
chance to catch up from anyone who did go. I’m disappointed as I have a feeling
we’re going to miss an opportunity to meet the Babushki. The invitation was
amusing as it boldly proclaimed Party For Everybody! Invitation required.
Today has been a lazy day, taking in lunch
before heading here, but it really does feel as though everything is taking a
long time so what should be an hour is often two or more. I have to apologise
for the impact that is inevitable having on the ability to blog promptly, but
the rehearsals are all over now with the dress runs-though and the live shows
to go so it’s now mainly about the Baku atmosphere, which remains very
friendly, apart from some raised eye-brows on the dance floor when gentlemen
attempt to strengthen their international relations. No names, naturally.
There’s no wifi in the hall so a live blog
from in there isn’t possible during the dress from there, though we will see it
and I’ll post my predictions tomorrow, as as soon as it’s over we’re popping to
Roman Lube’s soiree, where we’re promised Anggun, Nina Zilli and Gaitana so we
want to get a seat on the bus and a suitable perving viewing spot.
Monty x
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