Friday, 30 March 2012

Guilty Pleasure - Eurovision Special

Here we are folks. The next entry in my Eurovision countdown.

No 9 It's All About You by Juliana Pasha (Albania)

Albanian singer Juliana Pasha represented her country for Eurovision 2010 and came a very disappointing 16th place.
2 songs stood out for me in 2010's contest. This one and the entry from Iceland which finished 19th. Both songs were well staged, with the singers giving it their all and both received rapturous applause.
Why their scores were so disastrous is a mystery to me and just shows how different a countries taste in music can be.
Maybe it's my taste that is strange as the UK only gave Albania 1 point. Could it have been Juliana's uncanny resemblance to Jane Beale from Eastenders that cost her points with the UK's voters?
Personally, I felt that she should have finished top 3 and it is a travesty that she did not.
So why has this song ended up in my top 10? Because it's a fantastic dance song full of energy and great vocals with good backing vocals too, that's why. Plenty of songs were sung on the night but it was this that stole the show for me.  

Germany won the contest with a rather dull song called Satellite and that is all I have to say about that one.

Until next time, I bid thee farewell.


Monday, 26 March 2012

Guilty Pleasure - Eurovision Special

Well here it is folks. The start of my Eurovision Countdown and where better to start than number 10.
If any of you agree with my choices or have any favourites of your own, just leave me a message.

Let the Eurovision frivolities commence.

No 10 One Step Further by Bardo (UK)

The Uk's entry for 1982's Eurovision was this jolly little song.
Bardo were actually tipped to win the contest but, as you will see watching the video, their performance on the night was less than average.
Luckily for me, I had heard the song already and absolutely loved it.
It was never going to win an NME award for best song but who cares. It served it's purpose by being a fun song with a catchy tune and, at the time, was good to dance to. What can I say, I'm gay and sometimes my musical tastes can be quite strange.

Sally Ann Triplett and Stephen Fischer were Bardo and formed just for Eurovision with plans to further their new found pop career after the contest.
Things did not get off to a good start with the act finishing 7th on the night. They fared better with the release of the song when it reached number 2 in the charts.
Unfortunately none of their other releases charted and they joined that elite group known as One Hit Wonders and separated.
They reformed under a new name and also became a duo romantically with Sally giving birth to their son in 1990 (thanks to Wikipedia for that little snippet of information).
A few years later, the relationship ended and they went their separate ways.

I honestly believe that if their performance had been better on that forsaken night, they would have indeed won the contest and who knows how the the future of Bardo could have turned out?

I am still the proud owner of One Step Further on 7" vinyl though I am not the owner of a record player. Thanks to YouTube, I recently listened to it again and was reminded of just how much I loved it and the temptation to download it from Amazon is proving very hard to resist.

Until next time, I bid thee farewell.

Saturday, 24 March 2012

Guilty Pleasure - Eurovision Special

Yes folks, you read that correctly. The Eurovision Song Contest is indeed one of my guilty pleasures.

My earliest memory of watching Eurovision is in 1976 with my family. I was a mere 9 years old and Brotherhood of Man won the contest for the UK with Save all Your Kisses for Me. Who could ever forget that dance and don't any of  you dare deny that you didn't have a go at those moves like I did.

Eurovision was a big part of our life and we never missed it. We'd had our electricity cut off one year and were so desperate not to miss it that we made do with the radio.
There we were with a few candles and Eurovision blurting out of a small speaker. It was bliss and one of the memories I treasure most.

Katie Boyle and Terry Wogan were of course the King and Queen of Eurovision but I think Graham Norton is proving to be a most excellent host. As with his predecessors, you can tell he absolutely loves everything about it.

These days it has become a little too political with countries awarding points to their neighbours just to keep them happy, for fear of possible invasions or a ban from fishing in the other countries waters.
Never the less, I still love it and and even more so now that each year it is on, I visit my good friend Andy to watch it with him. We even go as far as awarding our own points and trying to predict who will win. I love it but Andy adores it. I'm not kidding, the man is like the encyclopedia Eurovision.

So why do I love it so? I could say it's because I'm gay and because it is as camp as Christmas. I could even say it's because sometimes the songs are so bad and the artists so ridiculous you just have to laugh out loud. There could be the possibility my addiction to Eurovision is all down to the hosts and their hilarious comments.
It is, however, none of the previous. The reason I love it so is quite simply because the contest unites countries through the art of music. Millions of people watch it every year and with each passing year, it becomes bigger and better and more importantly it becomes even more loved.
Yes there are those who ridicule it but they still watch it.
I think the Eurovision Song Contest will be with us for many more years and I would love it see it evolve into the World Song Contest. Not sure if the BBC could spare a whole day to show all the acts taking part but it sure would be fun to watch.

Leading up to this years contest, I will be compiling my top ten Eurovision acts. The list will contain acts that won and some that didn't and thanks to the wonders of YouTube, I will do my utmost to include a video (hopefully from the contest) for each one.

I hope you find it an interesting and enjoyable edition to my blog and please feel free to let me know your favourite Eurovision acts or songs.

Until next week when we start with number 10 in our countdown, I bid thee farewell.

Thursday, 8 March 2012

Naveen - part 5: The night of the Ex!

Naveen had told me previously that he lodged at a friends house and that he had broken up with his boyfriend weeks ago. He had gone on to say that the reason the relationship broke down was because his ex had been too possessive, to the point where it scared him.
I didn't really give it a second thought except to say how awful it must have been for him.

The day after we had had the most perfect time, I was on Gaydar and Naveen sent a private chat request to which I quickly responded.
"David I had a lovely time yesterday and can't wait to be with you again" or "I really like you David". were what I was hoping to read. Is that what I read? Of course it wasn't. The first thing that came up was "I don't know what to do. I am so scared".

I asked Naveen what was wrong. It transpired that his ex had followed him to his friends house, somehow managed to gain entry and was now in the living room demanding to see him. Naveen was in his bedroom.
The first thing I said was that he should call the Police and tell them he was causing a disturbance. He didn't want to do this.
I asked why but he didn't really respond. I then asked how he had managed to gain entry? Naveen replied he had been banging on the door, shouting and cursing as he did." Even more reason to call the Police" I replied.
He then went on to say that he was really frightened, that this was not the first time it had happened and  that he did not want to live there anymore and that I was a really nice guy.
The penny dropped! He was after me saying he could move into my place. These words were not going to be said. After all, I had only known him for a few days.
Instead I advised him to calm down, phone the Police and inform them of what had happened and that he was frightened to leave his room.

We chatted a little more and then said our goodbyes. Part of me wanted to phone the Police myself but part of me was very suspicious and wondered if his ex was actually there at all? Part of me even thought he might be in the UK illegally. Was it bad of me to think this way? The days that followed confirmed that my latter thought could be true.

I had finished the conversation the previous night on Gaydar by asking Naveen to let me know he was ok the next day. The next day arrived and I heard nothing. The day after, nothing again. I sent a couple of text messages, tried calling and went online to see if he was on there. It was like he had vacated the planet and I was becoming a little worried. Maybe his ex had been there and something had happened.
After a few minutes, I could see he had logged on, so I sent the usual private chat request. He accepted and I asked if he was ok? He was and asked if I had had a good day?
I wanted to know what had happened but he said he did not want to talk about it.
"But why not"? I asked him. He said he didn't want to and tried to change the conversation by asking how Will and Grace were.
I was very troubled by his reaction and once again found myself wondering if the ex was just a lie?
Once again I asked if he was ok but this time he just replied with another random question about my day.
I couldn't help myself and asked him why he was being selective in his answers about the previous nights scare. He said he just wanted to forget about it.
My instincts were working overtime. Something was not right but I held my tongue and replied with "You're ok. That's the main thing".
The conversation appeared a little strained after that so I decided to call it a night and said we would chat tomorrow night. He agreed.

The next night arrived and I was waited for him to log on. Ten minutes went by, then twenty, then thirty and so on until an hour had gone by and no sign of Naveen.
I decided to call him but there was no answer.
This time my whole being was telling me that something was wrong and I decided to send him a message. The message went something like this:

Hi Naveen, Have tried contacting you several times but no answer. I'm kind of getting the feeling that you are avoiding me and can't help thinking it's to do with the other night. When we spoke about it, you were very selective in your answers and I am beginning to think that maybe you're ex just wasn't there. If he was, why on earth would you not call the Police, especially if you were as frightened as you say you were?

I clicked on the send tab. It was too late to turn back now.

A few hours later, Naveen was on Gaydar and we ended up chatting, mostly regarding my message. He said he just wanted to forget about it and couldn't understand why I wouldn't let it drop. He went on to say that he had been studying all day and switched his phone off. In the end I agreed to forget about it.
The rest of the chat was basically him saying how much he wanted to get away from his friends house. Once again my alarm bell was ringing but the thought of me seeing him and having his body next to mine again, overcame any negativity that was going around in my head.

The next night, I again tried to contact him and yet again there was no reply.
We had agreed I would call him at 7pm and arrange to meet up again. Two hours later, there was still no response.
This time I was furious and all I could think was that I had been played for a fool.
I went on Gaydar and sent the following message:

Once again I am unable to contact you even when we have agreed a time.
Congratulations. You wanted to play me for a fool. Well you have succeeded.
It is more than obvious that you have no intention of wanting to see me again and that is fine. What would have been nice, was if you had said right from the go that all you wanted was a bit of fun.  I am a grown man and too old to put up with silly games like this.

Was I doing the wrong thing, was I reading too much into the last few days? His reply kind of said I was. It went something like this:

Oh my god Dave! I have been at uni all day and forgot my phone.
I don't need all this drama and think that perhaps the best thing to do would be to forget about the whole thing.
As I won't be seeing them again, please give Will and Grace a hug from me.

My first thought was why did I send that message? Was I being over sensitive about the whole thing? My instincts were telling me that I was right. Up to our date, I had been able to contact Naveen at all times. Since the night of the ex, that hadn't been the case.
Had he wanted me to invite him to stay at mine and because I hadn't, he was no longer interested? Did the ex actually turn up?

I haven't seen Naveen in person since that first date. We have spoken on Gaydar a few times and even had a chat with him only a few weeks ago, a bizarre chat but never the less, he called me. He said we should meet up for coffee. The meet has yet to happen.
Out of all the men I have been with, he is most certainly in my top 3 and top 2 in the kissing department.
Would I sleep with him again? You bet I would. This time though, there would be no thoughts of a relationship. It would be just plain old fun.

Until next time, I bid thee farewell.