Helena Paparizou – Haide

“Let’s embrace the Mediterranean, shall we?”

Tim: You’ll remember that Helena’s half Swedish and half Greek; there’s an English version if you want it (and the title means Come On), but let’s embrace the Mediterranean, shall we?

Tom: There’s a slogan for a dodgy tapas restaurant, right there.

Tim: Now that intro was incredibly promising, which makes it quite sad that the first verse marks a sudden drop right down, and almost disappointing. Chorus, though, we’re up and getting our Shakira on, and then for the rest of the song it barely lets up.

Tom: And I’d swear there’s a bit of Bollywood influence in there too, from subtle instrumental hints, to the percussion and synth patterns, to some of the song structure.

Tim: That extended instrumental in the middle is unusual, defenestrating the standard pop structure entirely, and if I’m totally honest I think it ever so slightly harms the song – musically it’s great, but it did leave me wondering “hang on, what’s going on”.

Tom: Yep: there’s several things that could count as ‘pre-chorus’ or ‘middle eight’, depending on how you categorise them, but I think you’re right a bit… different. Not bad, just different.

Tim: On the other hand, only music nerds will care, and I don’t really care unless I’m properly paying attention to it, so who cares? It’s great.

Helena Paparizou – Fiesta

Tim: Lest you forget, Helena’s half-Greek, and so it’s only natural that that side might come out upon creating a Mediterranean-flavoured summer beach track. Like this one, for example (which, before you ask, is not about a three-door hatchback).

Tim: Unlike yesterday, I don’t need to worry about speaking the language because she’s recorded an English version as well; also unlike yesterday, the music and the lyrics complement each other perfectly, with chorus lines like “my heart’s about to explode…we are two bodies in fiesta mode”.

Tom: Okay, that’s the worst Transformers power up I’ve ever heard of. Fiesta mode? Really?

Tim: Basically: get out on the beach/expansive patio, cocktails in your hands and bikinis and swimming shorts on, and probably off again later if we’re being honest.

Tom: We’ve heard this all before, so many times. And yes, we’ve heard better, although this is probably in at least the top… half?

Tim: It’s not a remotely original vibe, as a good dozen of these can be guaranteed to appear every summer; right now, though, sitting on my balcony, with the sun staring down at me, in the knowledge that I’ve a couple of weeks off work soon, I’ll absolutely take this exactly as it is.

HouseTwins feat. Helena Paparizou – Love Till It’s Over

“Your standard summer banger.”

Tim: The HouseTwins (but not actual twins) are Greek; Helena is Greek/Swedish – it all works out. DANCE TUNE.

Tim: And… yep, your standard summer banger.

Tom: Apart from wanting to sing “Right Here Waiting” over the top of it all.

Tim: It’s…do you know, there’s really not much to say about this, aside from possibly wanging on about annoyances in the music industry meaning that if Calvin Harris had put this out it’d probably go to number one, but as it is will probably lurk around the lower end of disc 1 on a Clubland 2015 compilation or something if it gets lucky.

Tom: Piano, strings, synth. Tick, tick, tick.

Tim: Decent enough track, but alas nothing that’ll stand out. Back in your boxes, folks.

Helena Paparizou – Angel

“It’s just…oh, you could do so much better.”

Tim: One of our favourite artists of the past year is back with the English version of the lead track off her next album; I’ll think you’ll find it worth your time.

Tom: Oh, that surprised me when it kicked in.

Tim: Interesting, this – heck of a chorus, but to be honest not a lot else, or at least that’s what I’m left thinking after hearing it a couple of times. The verses are obviously there, sure, but seem very much there just to get from one chorus to the next, and I’m not sure whether I like that at all.

Tom: Agreed. Genius struck while composing the chorus — and that middle-eight as well, that heartbeat is just brilliant — but the verses just aren’t there. Fortunately, they don’t stick around for too long.

Tim: It’s almost a let down, really – this has the exact same writers behind it as Survivor, and that was really just in a different league. I might be being too negative, though, as I think I’m holding her to higher standards than I would others; after all, that is very much a Good Chorus, it’s just…oh, you could do so much better.

Tom: It’s three-quarters of the way there. The verses are the other quarter.

Helena Paparizou – One Life

“That’s a bloody excellent chorus, isn’t it?”

Tim: Title track from her really rather excellent (and not just because it contains the 19 out of 5 stars Survivor) most recent album. Listen, do.

Tom: That’s a bloody excellent chorus, isn’t it?

Tim: It really is, and I’ve actually just one criticism: there’s no key change. And my word, that big note shifting up out of the middle eight is properly laying the groundwork for one. And then nothing. I mean, that’s just cruel, really.

Tom: Yep: I was fully expecting that. No idea how they missed that one.

Tim: But other than that, this is wonderful. It’s obviously not a Survivor, but it’s very close. It’s glorious. Hearing the music, I want to get up and celebrate life and all its glories, because it’s one of the most triumphant songs I’ve heard in a long time. It’s brilliant.

Tom: Really? I mean, it sounds like it, sure, but… those lyrics.

Tim: Yes, and let’s talk about the lyrics – I normally stay away from fan lyric videos because of the inevitable typos and mistakes and weird “yes I know I’m breaking the law but I’m admitting it so that must make it alright” descriptions, but here the lyrics are worth paying attention to. From the very first line about crying it’s very clear this is meant to be a depressing song, and by the time we move on to sitting alone and hurting deep inside we could be be feeling downright suicidal. So how on earth does that chime with the music?

Tom: I’m really hoping that’s a rhetorical question and you’re setting up to explain it.

Tim: Well, as it happens: there’s also a Greek version, which makes things a bit clearer – it’s called Μεσημέρια, translating to Noon, and the chorus there has lyrics about seeing the moon coming through the blinds, and how someone will be there for her, and actually everything will be alright. So actually, the music makes perfect sense – just something got very, very lost in translation.

Tom: How does the music in that version sound ‘more Greek’ to me? Is it the stronger harmonies? The seemingly-gated drums? I assume it’s just because I now know it’s Greek and my brain’s filling in gaps, but I swear it sounds more Greek.

Tim: I don’t know, sounds similar to me. But I’m not that bothered about the lyrics – this is a fantastic song, and I love it.

Helena Paparizou – Don’t Hold Back On Love

“What a chorus, really.”

Tim: Fresh from providing us with this year’s best Melodifestivalen entry, she’s following up with this rather great number.

Tom: I still can’t see her last name without thinking of Papa Lazarou out of the League of Gentlemen.

Tim: Oh… 🙁

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o-41US89HB0

Tim: What a chorus, really. And what a tune underneath it. And what an everything, really. A song about giving love everything you’ve got, and a song that musically does exactly that.

Tom: Ooh, I’m not sure about that. It is a good chorus, I’ll grant you that, but it’s not going to light up a dance floor — and that verse just lost my attention.

Tim: Probably not light up a dance floor, no – but I reckon it’d do very well as a getting worked up tune, before your night starts BANGING.

Tom: And what’s with that odd “la la la” middle eight? It’s like several different bits of song all glued together.

Tim: I don’t know, I think it works. It’s very much headed back to the dancefloor following the power-pop that was Survivor, is out now in Greece and presumably she’s hoping it’ll be a big dance hit over the summer. I certainly hope it will, so here’s to not holding back, right?

Tom: I just wish the writers hadn’t.

Saturday Reject: Helena Paparizou – Survivor

“A song you can properly get your strut on to.”

Tim: The day is HERE, so let’s have a quick look at what was quite possibly the very very best of however many hundred contestants there have been this year, which is this. You’ll most likely remember Helena from her 2005 victory for Greece, the rather good My Number One. This year she went for the other half of her ancestry and entered Sweden’s contest with this, which got through to the final via Andra Chansen and is even better.

Tim: When I said ‘even better’, what I really mean, of course, is UTTERLY MARVELLOUS.

Tom: Crikey, when that kicks in, it means it. I’m not sure about that sudden quiet bit as it goes back in the verse, though.

Tim: Like I said, it was my favourite of all the songs in all the contests, musically at least, because it’s a song you can properly get your strut on to.

Tom: I’m sorry, you… what?

Tim: You can STRUT, man, STRUT. I know this because that’s exactly what I do regularly on my walk to work, shouting the chorus to myself because I know that I AM A SURVIVOR. So everyone should JUST CALL ME A SURVIVOR. SUCH A STRONG DESIRE. GONNA LET YOU GO, LET YOU GO. JUST CALL ME A SURVIVOR ETC ETC ETC.

Tom: I’m not going to argue with that. It’s a strong mental image.

Tim: Anyone who doubts the true validity of her sentiments only needs to look at her face as she rips the microphone off its stand, because SHE IS A SURVIVOR. I AM A SURVIVOR. SO JUST CALL ME A SURVIVOR and now fade out.

Jill Johnson & Helena Paparizou – Enough

“It’s like the 90s returned, and Shania Twain’s still at the top.”

Tom: “Jill Johnson and Papa Lazarou”?

Tim: Close, but no creepy-voiced cigar I’m afraid. Jill Johnson, if you don’t know, is a Swedish singer who’s been going for nigh on two decades, and who in true Rihanna style has released an album pretty much every autumn for the past ten years, as has invariably landed in the top 5. This time it’s all about duets, and the lead single is with Helena, who I’m sure you’ll remember from her 2005 Greek Eurovision entry we wrote about a couple of years back.

Tim: That’s a good ballad, isn’t it?

Tom: It’s like the 90s returned, and Shania Twain’s still at the top of the charts.

Tim: Great overtones of it, yes. Now I think about it, it’s been a good year for duets, or at least the ones we’ve had have all hit the mark – Cardle & C, Fältzkog & Barlow (and that’s a department store chain in waiting) and now this.

Tom: Complete with cracking key change and electric guitar outro. It really is about fifteen years too late.

Tim: It could easily be sung as a solo track, and it would still be impressive, but the two working together really work up the drama of what a twat this guy they’re both dating must be – I don’t know if it is the same guy, but it would certainly explain why he’s always ‘working late’.

Tom: Ha. That’s a brilliant idea.

Tim: Actually, playing with that idea as I am wont to do, I know exactly how I’d like the video for this to be – two of them walking separately along two streets, cutting between them as they sing with occasional shots of him waiting outside a restaurant for a date, and then, come the key change, they both arrive from opposite directions, we have the three of them in the same shot and IT ALL KICKS OFF. That’d be marvellous.

Tom: Ideally, with the music coming to a grinding stop, and the man trying to stumble through some sort of explanation.

Tim: Exactly. Can we do that, please?

Saturday Flashback: Helena Paparizou – My Number One

“No other song has made me laugh as hard.”

Tom: “No other song,” says our reader ‘Bunnyunplugged’, “has made me laugh as hard as the lyrics to this little gem.”

Tim: I actually remember really liking this one when it was on, so be careful what you’re about to say, please.

Tom: Really? Well, it takes all sorts. They are pretty terrible lyrics – “You will be the sun into my raining season” particularly – but I reckon this song is better noted for its choreography. Bit of traditional Greek dance? Sure. Boy-band manoeuvres? Okay, throw ’em in. Making all the backup dancers lie down in the shape of a number 1? Why not.

Tim: Hahah, yeah, okay, that is pretty ridiculous.

Tom: If you want a Eurovision song to laugh with, you can do no better than Lithuania, 2006; Ukraine, 2007 or even Germany, 1998. But if you want a Eurovision song to laugh at… well, any better suggestions?

Tim: Eurovision I’m not sure about, but for unintentional humour you’d have to go a long way to beat R Kelly’s 22-act ‘hip-hopera’ Trapped in the Closet. Believe me, it’s worth the time.

Tom: Oh dear. That was once screened in its entirety at a cinema in London. I’m told it was… an experience.