Eurovision is a guilty pleasure for me. But without the guilt. Even though it’s a million miles away from the Homesong ethos.

Some songwriters and music lovers can get sniffy about all of that cheesy Euro glitz. But for me it’s a very life affirming show.

I love the weird randomness, humour, beauty, and poignancy that always emerges, buried, though it always is, in the midst of the more predictable, but glorious trifle mountain of camp techno bling.

And sometimes there is even some fantastic, and universally moving songwriting.

You may be aware that last night the UK’s song managed to breakthrough the sometimes daft Eurovision politics, to come in second place to the Ukranian song. Which in turn won, paradoxically, because of some wonderful and peace affirming Eurovision politics.

That result is what many people who follow this strange other musical world were hoping for. It felt right.

And Spaceman is simply a beautiful song, beautifully sung. Life affirming, like the show it was a part of. Which, at the end of the day, is the kind of destination that every songwriter is aiming for, whenever we light the burners and point our gaze skywards.

Kudos.



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