Tim: Andra Chansen this year was, to put it mildly, a total farce. For those that don’t know the details, the third and fourth songs from each heat get mixed up and pitted against each other as four one on one duels; this year, two songs vastly better than their competitors got knocked out, there was one pairing where both songs were dull and one pairing where both were great. Here, we have one that lost out to the most tedious ballad the contest has seen since 2014’s Bröder, which for context was a song about the singer’s dead brother.
Tim: I won’t pretend this song is perfect – for starters, I’ve always slightly disapproved of things like fireworks or falling glitter on stage, as for me it symbolises “this has just won” – there are exceptions, obviously, but most of the time it strikes me as a bit disingenuous.
Tom: That’s a coincidence, my new prog band is called the Disingenous Fireworks.
Tim: And while I love the use of the song’s title as a dynamite fuse here, the massive, massive amounts of pyrotechnics just don’t quite seem earned.
As far as the actual song goes, though: it’s brilliant. and I wouldn’t change a note.
Tom: You sure about that? I mean, it’s not bad, but it’s by no means a Eurovision winner.
Tim: Hmm…alright, I might bring in the beat a bit sooner – gentle strumming doesn’t suit this.