This week’s podcast is a special Eurovision edition featuring resident Eurovision expert, Kaija Straumanis. We go through a bunch of the videos/songs participating in this year’s competition and make fun of almost everything while also trying to come to understand why Eurovision is so compelling in its bizarreness. To follow along with our comments, I highly recommend watching the videos below as you listen to the podcast—it will greatly enhance your listening experience.
And for more info on what Eurovision is and how it works, check out the posts by our other resident Eurovision expert Janis Stirna.
Opening music: “Running Scared” by Ell/Nikki (Azerbaijan)
“Woki Mit Deim Popo” by Trackshittaz (Austria)
“Love Will Set You Free” by Engelbert Humperdinck (United Kingdom)
“Party for Everybody” by Buranovskiye Babushki (Russia)
“Don’t Close Your Eyes” by Max Jason Mai (Slovakia)
“The Social Network Song” by Valentina Monetta (San Marino)
“Euphoria” by Loreen (Sweden)
“I’m a Joker” by Anri Jokhadze (Georgia)
“You and Me” by Joan (The Netherlands)
“Lăutar” by Pasha Parfeny
“Be My Guest” by Gaitana
Outro Music: “Beautiful Song” by Anmary
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