1st: Helena Paparizou - My Number One (196pts)
She might have been beaten out once, but she wasn't about to let it happen twice.
Tens of gays have questioned what the notion of a "
you WILL vote for this!" Eurovision entry is, or embodies. Certainly, it's a concept that is sometimes complicated to describe the essence of, particularly when it involves some of the most satisfying and beautiful examples of the genre: the ones where the order was not heeded. An entry that demands "
you WILL vote for this!" and fails often has a surfeit of arrogance, and a gimlet-eyed preponderance - spilling into overload - of desperation. Usually, it doesn't quite manage to cash the cheque it writes.
This is an entry that demands "
you WILL vote for this" - no exclamation mark - and succeeds. It is assured. It has arrogance. There is a degree of desperation to its spirit, but it is immaculately concealed by how well constructed, thought through and rehearsed the plan is. It comes armed to the teeth, and unleashes an unrelenting assault on the viewer for why they should vote for this. There is energy. There is power. There is
yeah yeah, fire. It has an immediate, jaw-gaping chorus. A rhyming scheme so ridiculous you must accept (
don't get METICULOUS). An instantly catchy, memorable dance break after each verse. Oh, you aren't convinced? Here's a man lying down for a raised Helena to play a human cello from. Still have your doubts?
The backing dancers are lying down in the shape of the number 1. I'm your number one.
Say you love me. And you'll have me. It's not a request. It's an order.
12 x 12 (@Penelope, @Suomi, @Jacques, @Pingu, @VoR, @auretz, @Tisch, @Marina Salty, @D5K, @Music, @dmlaw, @ZenGiraffe)
2 x 4 (@win_the_game, @Ill Advised)