It's the Maltese semi-final tonight. We're not quite sure what's happening and why they're having one - but we'll be tuning in live via the interweb if the elastic band doesn't snap somewhere between Valetta and Birmingham...Rehearsals have been going on all week and there are pictures here. Although judging by the amount of scarves and woolly pullies that the singers seem to have kept on, it must be a bit parky in the arena...
Apparently the Maltesers will be voting 6 of tonight's 16 songs through to the final on Saturday, so here's the 6 we want to go through...
1. "Vertigo" by Olivia Lewis. It's a bit reminiscent of Sertab. But that's not a bad thing, and she comes out from behind a huge gong at the start of the performance. We wish we'd noticed this before though... Olivia really needs to wear the red one... And the nasty, shiny one is in the lead by 4%. Quick! Get voting!
2. "L-imhabba ghamja" by Claudia Faniello. She's Fabrizio Fandango's little sister and she might get him along to Helsinki if she wins. Just don't get him anywhere near a microphone... And Claudia manages to rhyme "fire" and "desire" within the first breath...
3. "Little Islands In Your Heart" by Daniela Delicata. This is sweet and it feels like Dolly and Kenny will be making an appearance halfway through. All together now... "Little islands in your heart all made of love..." Awwww! And there's a lovely key change...
4. "Starlight" by Trilogy. Malta goes opera! Wonder if they'll come down from the ceiling of the Malta Fair & Convention Centre on a rope swing...
5. Ermmm.... sorry Malta, but that's about it....
6. No, that really is it... we can't think of another one...
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If I may be unusually serious for a moment, I think Malta are sitting on this year's Eurovision winner with Vertigo. Not only is it my most played MP3 of the year so far, but I think it puts a MASSIVE tick in the box marked 'Pan-European appeal'. Perfect pop for the West/North, a whiff of the souk for the East with its Middle-Eastern sounds, and flamenco clapping for the South. And yet it doesn't sound as contrived as that sounds. It lends itself to a fabulous performance. All they have to do now is choose it!
I must apologise that the title of my overly long running commentary for this has a very similar title to yours, but I did think I made it up myself. Let's call it subliminal.
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