Latvia 2015 - Rīgas Bebrs - Mīlestība Rīgā

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Well the Latvians have selected their final 20 songs for the Supernova process, but they've missed out this little gem, rather sadly.

Riga Beaver here wasn't to sing you a song of love, but also express his dismay at all the songs in this year's process that are full of the same old cliches - and we can most certainly agree with that!

We're not sure though whether this is a genuine entry, or just a promo clip for the whole Supernova process, but we'd really like to imagine the former. Well, that beaver's got charisma!

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Moldova 2015 - Kitty Brucknell - Remix

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When Kitty Brucknell briefly became a household name when she made the later stages of the X Factor, could she ever have imagined that it would kick off a chain of events that would have led to her to Chisinau to audition for the Moldovan Eurovision qualifier - in her pants?

Did she leave her proper outfit at the hotel and the nasty producer make her do it in her underwear like a sadistic gym teacher?

I'll bet she thought it was game over after she'd been rejected by the Swiss. But somehow, just somehow, she qualified for the semi-final stage. Oh man, this could be entertaining. The strange places a lust for fame can take you, eh Kitty.

Finland 2015 - Shava - Ostarilla

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If you thought nothing could be more fleshcrawlingly cringeworthy than a white boy reggae band, try this for size - a white boy bhangra band? Oh my days. And it's not even that well observed.

European rock drumming over smothers the dhol, making for an unwelcome clash of rhythms, and not only do they do the dress up game, but the chirpy singing boy has a pop at the dance moves and the playback voice styles consistant of the genre... which only look any good if you're actually Indian. It's all very awkward.

But let's give them the benefit of the doubt for a minute. The Indian population will be clearly nowhere as large in Finland as the UK, and for them it must be an exciting and anotherworldy musical genre to replicate - no worse than middle class English whiteboys in waistcoats and pork pie hats murdering kletzmer, I guess. I also hear stories that the frontman has travelled to India many times, and has a deep love of the culture and the music. Again, fair enough I suppose, and if it gets some of his countrymen and women looking up the real stuff then that can't be entirely bad, can it?

But to put on the accent while wearing colourful, over-stylised versions of Indian clothes? Hmm, that doesn't entirely sit right with me, and I'm wondering what some of my Indian neighbours are going to make of it if I show them. Oh, it's only a bit of innocent fun, I'm sure we'll be told. But are we to expect a blackface minstrel act next year and be happy about it? It's a difficult one for sure.

***STOP PRESS***
We have live video, and we have to confess they've done a pretty good job on it. Probably the best presented song of the season so far, we only hope they ditch those turbans along with the backing dancers if they make it to Austria - which I'm beginning to fear they will. Click the link below the filmed video to see the live show.

Germany 2015 - Heiss Und Eis - Drunken Russian

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Come on Germany, choose this for Vienna. I want to see what happens. You've always got on so well with your near neighbours, after all - I'm sure they'd find it funny...

Malta/Georgia 2015 - Amber/Nina Sublatti - Warrior

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Way back in the dark mists of November when we were all much younger, Malta selected a formidable looking woman in black shiny clothing and touselled dark tresses singing a song about being a strong woman in the 21st Century. It was called Warrior.

Yesterday, crammed into a 25 minute slot between the mid afternoon news and the farming programme, Georgia selected a formidable looking woman in black shiny clothing and touselled dark tresses singing a song about being a strong woman in the 21st Century. It was called Warrior.

OK, so Amber's track has a slightly softer optimistic feel, while Nina sounds as though she's ready to rip someone's niblets off, but all the same - you'd think surely at least one person at Georgian telly would been paying attention.

Come on EBU, do the right thing - draw these two plumb together at the start of the first semi, just for a laugh, like.

Finland 2015 - Opera Skaala - Heart of Light

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It wouldn't be a Eurovision on season without some mad old bat howling out the opera warble over some dated turn-of-the-century club beats like they were the first person ever to think of it. But this lot appear maddest of all mads.

It starts off in the formula way, before the singing lady hits full showing off mode, producing notes that only dolphins can hear in random terrifying order, exercising her pipes like a plumber whacking your drains with different sized hammers. It's a proper ear-challenge, be warned. But you'll be glad you suffered though it!

Next year's popera attempt has got to go a long way before it beats this gloriously insane piece of lunacy.

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Finland 2015 - Pertti Kurikan Nimipäivät - Aina Mun Pitää

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It's the one we've all been waiting for - well me at least. Yes, the rumours were true, as the utterly splendid Finnish punk band Pertti Kurikan Nimipäivät have been selected for their home nation's televised Eurovision process. And despite what you may think about punk rock, this can only be a good thing.

Because PKN (as my spellchecker would prefer I called them from here on in) are unlike other punks, oh no. They were put together as part of a therapy project for adults with learning difficulties, and this would all be very admirable and nicey nicey should they not have all been such fantastically obnoxious old gits. You see, PKN don't play gnarly noisy punk rock because of their disabilities, they play it in spite of them, and they'd much rather go out and get hammered, make a racket and cause a bit of a ruckus than worry about what people are thinking about them - which sounds to me pretty much as punk as punk can be.

There is of course a fear that a wider audience will either patronise them, or moan they've only got this far because of their challenges. This of course is old cock, because as The Punk Syndrome, the excellent film about their music and their lives went to prove, they're all proper characters in their own right and don't give a shit about what you may think.

I really can't wait for the Finnish semis now, because even though this song is a bit more tame than their usual racketous old noise, absolutely anything could happen when they take to that stage on live TV. It's going to be flipping brilliant! Viva Pertti Kurikan Nimipäivät and god bless all who sail in her!

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Germany 2015 - Tomas Tulpe - Schmier Mir Eine Schnitte

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Fast becoming a new Apocalypse hero, out homeboy Tulpe here is having another crack at getting on the wildcard bill, only this time he's gone down a more traditional Germanic route, dealing us a fun-packed chunk of schlager-oompah crossover filth.

Of course, he doesn't stand a chance of even making it to the longlist of the shortlist, which is a danged shame, because this smashing singalong little ditty, which to my patchy German ear sounds like it's about demanding that your bread is lubricated, will stick in your brain all night.

Just make sure your mum is out when you watch the video. Or maybe that IS your mum...?

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Germany 2015 - Sensi Simon And His Brother - Fuck You, Altes Leben!

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So the German wildcard contestants have been released, and ooh what a bundle! 1213 slices of mostly hopeless home recorded nonsense, and a few half-decent genre songs that will never stand a chance in getting on a family friendly sing-off show. The overall quality is far better than the Swiss thing, mind. But then you and me could probably form a band tomorow and make it into the Swiss shortlist.

So I've got a long hard slog in front of me in my quest to listen tomevery last bleeding song in this year's process. But I picked one totally at random to begin my Herculean task, and it was actually a cracker!

The Sensi and his bro chug out a very likeable brand of Balkan acoustic techno, and although both the video and the production may seem a little home-produced to begin with, stick with it, because it will soon get under your skin and have you dancing around the room and smashing up your furniture.

I have a sneaking suspicion it won't quite make the televised bit though. Can anyone see why that might be...?

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Estonia 2015 - Bluestocking - Kordumatu

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They've clearly got a thing for etherial folksy pop in Estonia this year, as their two semi-finals are absolutely dripping with the stuff - and this is one of the nicer portions.

Young Bluestocking here crams as many delightful Eesti-vowels as she can into a packed three minutes, and while it rolls along nicely in the verses, the chorus takes US through a range of piquant chords and pointy backing vocals that you would never have expected.

Again, it's a tricky call as to whether this will make it through it's incredibly hit-packed semi, but we're damn glad it's here!

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Estonia 2015 – NimmerSchmidt - Kellega Ma Tutvusin?

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While last night's release of all twenty Eesti Laul songs made all of us Eurovisionists leap to instant different conclusions as to who was sure to win, we've all overlooked some of the many pure gems from further down the pack, who while never standing a chance of making it through to the business end of the shows, make the Estonian selection process the most interesting, creative and exciting competition of the whole darned lot of them.

So let's celebrate some of the more esoteric songs in this year's Laul, starting with this rather fine little oddity by NimmerSchmidt. I know nothing about the band, shy of their rather unnerving picture on the ETV site, but their strange, ethereal seaside swing both delights and unsettles in equal measures.

There's a pretty strong chance that this scratchy gem won't even get as far as their own national final, but like Elina and Stig - and indeed many of the other songs in their selection - I just can't wait to see what they do with it on the live stage. February can't come quickly enough

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Estonia 2015 - Elina Born and Stig Rästa - Goodbye To Yesterday

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Ooh hang about, we may have out first contender here. Take two Eesti Laul regulars - he as guitarist with Traffic, she on her todd - give them a big, dirty, twangy bit of bar room sleaze and let them stand on stage in weather-beaten black duds and let their sexual chemisty work its wonders. This just might work.

OK, so there will be those who'll compare it to last year's Dutch near miss, but those people would be fools. Certainly there's the boy/girl twangy guitar similarity, but that's where the similarities end, as this is a far dirtier affair, and if handled right it has the potential to make it all the way to the top five in Vienna.

But of course, it's got to beat a couple of casting show faves in a superfinal yet. It's not my favourite in the constantly excellent Estonian semi-final line up, but it's the one that instantly struck me as a potential vote sponge on the big night. Can't wait to see this one live to find out what it has to offer in the raw.

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Georgia 2015 - Niutone - Run Away

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Looks like Georgia are trying the difficult time signature route again. Last year if was folk prog fusion. This time? Jazz funk fusion. Boy they do like to fuse.

Still, it's got to get through a five song final first. Mind you, it surely should be too much trouble for them. After all, the smart musicianly music schtick worked so well for them last year...

Oh.

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Albania 2015 - Gjergj Leka – Himn

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More from the seemingly bottomless pit of Albanian Apocalypse joy - and there's a lot going on with this one.

Marvel as the earnest middle-aged chap nods and assures his way through another of those reflective Balkan buildo ballads. But wait, what does that old man at the piano signify? Is it some kind of moist-eyed look back at a past lived well? Oh, hang about... Now he's turned into a young boy hammering away at the keys? And what does that bloke keep running about with a hollowed out cello for? It's all very confusing.

This, dear reader, is Albania in a nutshell. You'd like it there.

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Belarus 2015 - Muzzart - Only Dance

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You've got to feel just a little bit sorry for Muzzart. Rarely has a band done pretty much everything you have to do to win a slot at big Eurovision, only to have made the fundamental error of coming from the wrong country.

First up, the song. An insistant little Electro Swing number with just a smudge of Gypsy Tek, they covered all the currently hip dance fads, while leaving in something for grandad too. Then there was the routine. Just about the only act with any kind of movement on stage (unless you count Milki's random shuffling about), they owned the Belarussian final on the visuals.

Then of course came the adverts. Their people must have spunked thousands playing TV commercials in evey single ad break during the show. Surely they were onto a winner? And it was all looking so good for them when they absolutely waltzed the televote.

Unfortunately though, that was only one seventh of the final total, and now it was time for juries. Oh dear. After the usual interminable break while the entire Belarussian top 20 plied their wares on the cramped stage, the jurors came to, ahem, their conclusions, and poor Muzzart were awarded such a long string of zeroes and ones that they must have thought they were being scored in binary.

Oh well, I guess the good people of White Russia are kind of used to their opinion being noted, and then resoundingly ignored by now...

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