Eurobeat revisited

Once we knew that Eurobeat was transferring to the West End, we simply had to go again, and take Corinne with us.

This time, I decided to be Irish for the evening, Cat opted for the UK, and Corinne chose Sweden (‘it’s the closest they have to Norway’). We got our badges and bought our flags, and I resisted the cd. Once we took our seats, I seemed to be in a bit of a Scandanavian enclave, as I was surrounded by Swedes.

The theatre was pretty full, and judging by the noise, everyone was ready to have a good time. The show opened, and we found that Les Dennis was off, and Sergei was played by the chap who had been the winning Estonian contestant last time. This was good, in that we got to see a lot of him, but bad in that he was no longer singing.

As for the contestants, well, for some reason, between touring and arriving in London, Estonia has become Poland, though none of the others have changed. The new Polish contestant was good, but not as slick or as funny as before. Some acts seemed more acute in their parody a second time around – UK, Russia, Ireland, whilst others just went on too long – Iceland (greeted by boos, and the comment ‘yes, give us back our money you Icelandic b*****ds’), Germany.

This time I voted for Russia, Poland and (quite bizarrely), Hungary. And this time, Russia won. As we left the theatre, we were singing the songs. They get into your head. Just like the real thing.