What do I think of this?
It'd be lazy journalism for me to make a cheap jibe about urine related sexual shenanigins when welcoming "Il pleut de l'or" by impressively lobed Michael Von Der Heide. Also vying for dominance in the ridiculous facial distraction stakes is the trimmed beard. But even that can't take away from the overwhelming wonder of those ears. Quite staggering.
Also worth a mention is the proud holder of the balalaika, a sternly hirsute backing man who produces a sound unlike any balalaika I've ever come across. Gold is the staging look, and there's balls everywhere.Floor to ceiling balls in fact. A la Dana it's balls balls balls everywhere. May qualify for the final though, even though it's chocked to the rafters with balls.
KPI's - Jug ears, Spangles, Mild camp, Balls

Biography

Born on 16 October 1971 in the Swiss mountain village of Amden, Michael von der Heide is one of Switzerland's best-known and most multitalented singers.
Michael von der Heide performs in French, German, Swiss German, English or Italian and mixes pop, jazz, folk and rock with traditional French chanson. Michael seems to move with ease through all these types of music. He creates images and memories in the minds of his listeners, inevitably finding the right tone and mood for each piece. He has played the piano and guitar since childhood, writes many of his own songs and also composes for a variety of other artists.
To date, Michael von der Heide has released eight albums and 18 singles. Many of his CDs have been Swiss chart hits. His touring record is impressive, currently standing at over 1,000 concerts in Switzerland, Germany, France, Canada, Hungary and Austria - not to mention countless TV appearances. He is also an actor, having worked with producer Christoph Marthaler on the stages of the Lyon Théâtre National, the Berliner Volksbühne, and the Zurich Schauspielhaus.
Michael von der Heide also loves to work with other artists. He sang the duet Kriminaltango with German legend Nina Hagen and appeared with Ute Lemper, Catherine Ringer, Régine and Angélique Kidjo at the Montreux Jazz Festival.

It's raining gold

At the horizon, a touch of silver
Like after a storm, the clouds disappear
The summer nights, forgotten dream
Thanks to your perfume, I find my way back

It's raining gold, each time you talk to me about love
It's raining gold, let's leave together for the big journey
Under the starry vault, the destinies are golden
It's raining gold

And in the morning, shared secrets
The exchanged glances are accomplice of summer
The day chases magic
The shimmering eyes remain

It's raining gold, each time you talk to me about love (It's raining gold)
It's raining gold, let's leave together for the big journey
Under the starry vault, the destinies are golden
It's raining gold, the whole night and until the dawn
It's raining gold

Dance with me, fly with me
Speak quietly, speak with me

(It's raining gold) It's raining gold
(It's raining gold)

It's raining gold, let's leave together for the big journey
Under the starry vault, the destinies are golden
It's raining gold, the whole night and until the dawn
It's raining gold
 
 
 
 
Is it Pob who had a poor quality striped jumper
Or is it Michael Von Der Heide who has gold lamé everything