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	"Boris Novkovic was born December 25, 1967. in Sarajevo. He grew up in a family where both of his parents were involved in music. His father Ðorde Novkovic is one of the most important authors in the croatian pop music and his mother Ozana is a music teacher. He received the mandatory school education and was training football. He was a member of the junior football club Dinamo from the age of 12 until 15. He recorded his first album "Kuda idu izgubljene djevojke" in 1986. The album was sold in 120 000 copies. His second album "Jaci od sudbine" which was produced by Niksa Bratos came out in 1987. This album was sold in over 160 000 copies (his most poular album). Boris Novkovic performed at the International festival in Malaysia for which he qualified by winning the second place with the song "Dajana" at the Croatian Eurosong contest in 1989. He performed on almost every croatian music festival: Festival of pop music "SPLIT", Croatian Adriatic music festival , Croatian radio festival, "Zagrebfest". He also won a number of prizes. He won the first place at the Croatian music festival 1999. in Vodice and "Zagrebfest" in 2001". "He was awarded with the most important Croatian music award "Zlatna ptica" in 1999. and is now acknowledged as a Croatian music artist. In 2002. during the solo concert in the music hall "Vatroslav Lisinski" he received the award "Kristalna gitara" awarded by HNZS "Croatia records" for over 500 000 sold albums in the time period from 1986. to 2002. He enjoys composing and singing mostly pop music". Boris's Roll Of Honour 1997 he won the award for the best songwriter by the choice of the show "Turki party" on Obiteljski radio. 1998.he won the "Zlatna ruža" award given by Vecernji list.1998. he was nominated for the Croatian discographic award "Porin" in the category of vocal cooperation for the song "Daleko" with Kemal Monteno1999. he won the award "Zlatna ptica", given to him by HNZS "Croatia records" 1999. he won the GRAND PRIX on the Croatian radio festival in Vodice. 2001. he won the GRAND PRIX ( First place awarded by professional jury ) on "Zagrebfest 2001" for the song "Sve jeseni i zime" 2002. he won the award "Kristalna gitara" from the HNZS " Croatia records" given to the artist with the most sold albums.















	The Singer Badly shaven Boris has thankfully been joined by three women who look like those machines you get at the seaside that you drop coins down to try and dislodge more coins, and a bloke who likes to paint red lines on his body who drums. And whilst this does add something to the act, I'm not quite sure what it actually is.












	The Past On average, Croatia are distinctly average. They've never been in the top three, and indeed never been relegated. Until recently, Ivan and (Goran & Toni) have been the only blokes ever to represent Croatia, and indeed red blooded heterosexual male fans of the contest (who are extremely few and far between) can normally expect a good show from Croatia. The continuous display of loverley ladiesss at the Eurovision has, I reckon, gone a long way to developing their tourist industry in recent years. Although I have no scientific proof to back that assertion up. So imagine my woe to discover two back-to-back years of men. Ballards!




	The Song Croatia crawled through to the final last year through the dank tunnel of ballard mediocrity with only a disposable lighter to wave above their head. In their wisdom, they thought if it ain't broke, don't fix it. The trouble is even though it's not broke, it is barely serviceable. Sadly another Croatian year of middle aged ballardeers, with a mostly dreary "we'll just sneak into the final again, you'll see" effort that's guaranteed votes from most its many neighbours. Gestures - 6 One of the best videos we have this year, it loks like the group of them are waiting for a small boat to cross a small river (the Danube). I can understand the painted one not wanting to get wet, but really the rest could have swum it easily. Also of note is members of the band in glass cages. Quite. As with most downcast songs, there is little arm rotation. "Wanna" Count - 0






	Overall I've listened to this a fair few times now, and all I can say is that it may make it through to the final or it might not. I can't work out if it's going to be a successful ethno effort. It's just so middle of the road, it's difficult to have an opinion. The song does pick up towards the end with the usual drum bit, but it's all a bit too little too late. Snore. In a Nutshell "Boris with the emphasis on the Bor"

"The Shrink Says"

I cannot comment on this as I am developing an undercurrent of psychoses. I must be undergoing a range of hallucinations, delusions, breaks from reality...I'm seeing people dancing in glass jars, bald men painted in red stripes…are these Balkan efforts of this year and last not one and the same? My behavioural disturbances must be corrected. Nurse, the Lithonate.

Vukovi umiru sami

Tisina k'o sidro veze mrak
U meni polako kopni strah
Ovaj ljubav je bila providenje
Nije ovo moje vrijeme

Do zore je ostao jos koji sat
A vani nemir, k'o da je rat
Oblacim kaput i odlazim
Da sve zaboravim

I opet Dunavom plove brodovi
Ti vise za mene ne brini
K'o lisce sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami

Tisina k'o sidro veze mrak
U meni polako kopni strah
Oblacim kaput i odlazim
Da sve zaboravim

I opet Dunavom plove brodovi
Ti vise za mene ne brini
K'o lisce sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami

(Dunavom, Dunavom, Dunavom...)

I opet Dunavom plove brodovi
Ti vise za mene ne brini
K'o lisce sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami

K'o lisce sam, vjetar me raznosi
Vukovi umiru sami

Wolves Die Alone

Lado intro

Silence chains darkness like an anchor
The fear inside me slowly dies away
This love was just an apparition.
This is not my time

A few more hours before the dawn
Anxiety outside as if there is a war
I put on my coat and go away
So as to forget everything

Ships drift away down the Danube
You worry no more about me

I am like leaves carried by the wind
Wolves die alone

Silence chains darkness like an anchor
The fear I feel slowly dies away
I put on my coat and go away
So as to forget everything

Prediction	Semi Final	=18th
Prediction	Final	Don't Make It