Estonia’s 2016 Eurovision Entry
OK, I’ll level with you, I really can’t concentrate on this song, or remember anything about it. Not the fault of the words or the melody at all – it’s just that Jüri Pootsman is a dead ringer for the singing Hitler Youth kid from Cabaret.
The trouble is, once you’ve noticed this, there’s no way you can actually listen to the song Jüri Pootsman is singing. He could be singing John Lennon’s “Imagine”, and you’d still be hearing “Tomorrow Belongs To Me!” in your head. The words to the actual Estonian entry are pretty innocuous I think – “la la la, I’m a boy, you’re a girl I find you attractive isn’t love nice… la la la.”
But with his too pristine suit, his glacial stern expression and his intransigent blondness, Jüri Pootsman can’t help but project the kind of seething arrogant contempt you associate with Draco Malfoy. Or Stuart Broad.
And (needless to say) having that face enlarged and triplicated and projected over the stage while he’s singing doesn’t make Jüri Pootsman any less scary. Candidly, his performance persona makes Gary Numan look like Daniel O’Donnell.
I’m sure that Jüri Pootsman is a lovely person and so are his songwriters. But all I can hear in my head as I listen to him is “Tomorrow Belongs To Me”. Of course, part of the problem is that “Tomorrow Belongs To Me” is a much better song than whatever this is. “Tomorrow Belongs To Me” is infectious – in the most deliberately horrible sense. It’s a song that puts a spring in your step, which makes you want to smile, skip, jump, and invade Poland. The genius of “Tomorrow Belongs To Me” is its demonstration of how hypnotically melodic authentic evil can be.
But we’re a long way from the spirit of Eurovision at this point. At least, I hope we are.
But here, by way of some (but not much) relief is Cyprus
On a lighter note, see the Czech Republic’s offering…
San Marino – folks…
Meanwhile, here’s the Netherlands…
Here’s Austria by the way…