Why I Love, Love, Love… Norway
I must admit, I’m rather taken with the home entry this year. It seems to have been constructed in the style of an X-Factor winner’s single; simple melody, builds to a hyperdramatic finish, sexy and sweet singer… all it’s really missing is the obligatory Cowell Gospel Choir.
Still, Diddy has his amazing fake violinsts so what does he care. The lyric “I feel it rise again” would suggest that My Heart Is Yours might even be a sequel to Secret Garden’s You Raise Me Up. It certainly has a similar structure and melody.
- 00:00 – Single spot light, no backing track, just a mysterious man from Primark singing his song… intriguing…
- 00:20 – The lights go up… ooh isn’t Didrik dreamy! Not sure about that jacket though
- 00:32 – Right down the barrel of the camera, like a young(er) Nick Clegg… weak at the knees for the man from Primark…
- 00:48 – Fake violin playing backing dancers in arrowhead formation? Check.
- 00:54 – He really has great hair
- 00:57 – I feel it rise again. We love a man with stamina
- 01:22 – Love, love, love how the slut with the violin tries to make eyes at my Didrik; he teases her for a millisecond before turning to camera to look at ME, his one true love! Notice the position his left hand is in in too! It’s always different with the left hand!
- 01:42 – Because my heart is yours, I’ll never leave you. It’s a sing-along-anthem!
- 01:52 – Loving the left hand work.
- 02:07 – Surprise key change!
- 02:14 – Yourrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrs. We’re dizzy with excitement at this stage!
- 02:24 – We love the step-step-sidestep-whilst fiddling dance. So easy, if one had a fiddle…
- 02:30 – Bit of fisting action in homage to the great Johnny Logan. In fact that explains the rather dodgy choice of white jacket too…
- 02:34 – And a bit of a key change to go with the feasting. WEAK.
- 02:42 – A-GAAAAAIN. Ooh, another surprise key change and some pyrotechniks to boot!
- 02:52 – Wow. What an ending. Note to Niamh; this is how you close a big ballad. I actually want to throw some knickers at the stage when he stops singing.
So, yeah. I love, love, love the man from Primark. He’s only 22, bless his wooly hat. It mightn’t be the greatest song in the contest but it’s a perfectly constructed weapon for a Saturday night entertainment show. Unfortunately the draw has not been kind at performing third in the final will hurt the homeboys chances. But he’ll always have a place in our hearts, and apparently us in his!
Tags: 2010, Didrik, didrik-solli tanger, Norway, Oslo
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starts off very similar to that song by sinead o connor in the Veronica guerin movie……..Tis alright….But Niamh will blow it OUT of the water…….Agree about the closing though………Very true
xx