For three days I'm back home now. Oslo 2010 seems way behind me, and yet I'm still dancing through the house listening to Eurovision music. Not even Lena's winning song, even though I liked it. New songs have entered my playlists- songs I never thought I would like them.
Besides access to rehearsals and press conferences, entering the Euroclub is one of the advantages of having an accreditation- or of course an OGAE membershipcard. Listening carefully to Dutch commentator Cornald Maas the past years, I knew in advance that this was the place to be. At the press centre artists walk straight by you. You might be able to get an autograph, but that's it.
Being a journalist and not a twelve year old boy, I wanted more contact than that. And Euroclub indeed turned out to be the perfect place to get this close. With a little help from more experienced Israelian colleagues, I got in touch with Jon Lilygreen from Cyprus. An amazingly funny guy, with no diva behaviour whatsoever.
As probably all of you knew allready, Jon liked to drink a few pints at the time. This night was no different; at some point Jon couldn't even remember the country he was representing. However, it was never too late to make some jokes with him. My suggestion for a new song called 'Life looks better after eight pints'
made him almost fall of his chair.
Not only socializing with artists was a new experience for me. I also rediscovered a couple of Eurovision songs which I had tried to forget as soon as possible. Those who read my personal blog www.eurovisie.wordpress.com
know which songs I'm talking about: the good old Carola schlagers, the typical Swedish songs. Easy to write, easy to sing along, but empty at the core.
For all of those who still think that way: I can recommend you to visit Euroclub in Germany next year. After a week listening to Hero, Take me to your heaven, Manboy, Invincible
and you name it, you'll come to realize that those songs are at least fit for partying. I'm still a big fan of the big Balkan ballads in the style of Zjelko Joksimovic, but truth be told: when it's 03.00 you want something else to dance on.
In the Netherlands, I usually don't go out that often. I probably danced more in the last two weeks than in my entire life before. At least it made me realize one thing: music to listen to, is a complete different thing from music to move on. Comparing them is extremely difficult. That you have to be a Eurovision fan for.
Get up and dance! (Inculto, Lithuania 2010)
Steef van Gorkum