Little Azerbaijan,
land of oil and other things I'm sure, have got a live one in 2010. Safura
is your archetypal gamine entrant singing a song entitled "Drip Drop",
whilst wobbling on high heels. She could do with a Stannah stairliift.
The basic details hardly instills massive confidence, and indeed when
I first trod in it, I immediately looked for a piece of Euro grass to
wipe it off on.
However after repeated visits I've actually grown to rate this effort,
a standard why are you treating me this way love pop song. I
rate it purely on the merit of it's arrangement and the crash bang wallop
way of singing. With each passing year, the evidence seems to mount that
physiologically our Eastern cousins just cannot put their tongues in their
cheeks, such is the bombast with which Safura performs this shockingly
banal song. 96% of people surveyed agree it's what works in Eurovision
even if the singer can't speak English. The nerve.
Expect lots of watery effects, steep steps, loads of points, and a likely
straight fight to the death between two little girls for the big prize. |