Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 132 (Thursday 12 May) - Eurovision Eve... Let the Sequins Start Falling!

Well its the day before the first semi final is telecast in Australia, and I am excited! I have downloaded all the songs, listened to them all at least twice - this can be a test of my musical fortitude but I am not dismayed if few of the songs impress me since the worse they are, the more fun we have! Nothing ruins Eurovision, or Oo-ro-vision as we lovingly call it, like actuall good songs! - and with my friend Kerry (who leaves we mere mortals who simply love Eurovision in the dust with her passion for the event) arriving tonight on a flight to kick off the festivities, which includes the big party on Sunday night, it's time to load the glitter cannons (seriously if I had access to one and a place to fire it, I would so use one!), sew the last threads on our faux-German red spandex leiderhausen, cook up the Bratwurst, and settle in for all the kitsch we can bear... and if past years are any guide, that's a hell of a lot of kitsch!

So, who am I really liking in amongst all the dross, mangled English lyrics, odd key changes and over emoting? Well, not the countries the bookies tell me I should be liking! Ever contrary and idiosyncratic, I have ignored the urging of members of the betting fraternity to back the UK or Hungary and I have instead chosen to go with the following countries, whose acts are among the few that I would happily repeatedly listen to....oh, and when I say listen, I mean not Coldplay listen repeatedly, more every now and again listen to when all my other albums have been destroyed in a fire of apocalyptic fury.. that kind of repeatedly...

(1) Running Scared - Ell & Nikki - AZERBAIJAN

While it starts out like any other piece of standard R & B-ish pop, there's something about the chorus kicking in, and the sweet blending of their voices that grabbed my attention. Plus Ell is cute. No, that doesn't affect how much I listen to the song but it's an added bonus, let's face it.

(2) Stranger - Lena - GERMANY

It's the first time I think that a country has had a 'defending champion' front up to try for the brass ring a second time, and while I thought it could only end in disaster, it's a very catchy song, and I have to admit, I really like the husky quality to her voice. I doubt they will win two years in a row, but it's a great song and enormously catchy. Yep, not Eurovision quality at all!

(3) Na Inat - Poli Genova - BULGARIA

Not a word of English, but it's catchy, a little bit quirky, has the requisite crowd of backing vocals, and a chorus that trips in all power ballad-ish and anthemic all at once. It's not normally a sound I like, and I am surprised I like it but I do. Maybe I still yearn for a Bonnie Tyler fix?

(4) Rockefeller Street - Getter Jaani - ESTONIA

The lyrics make little sense, but then that's true of just about anything on the charts, and not something that Eurovision can claim as it's own, and the chorus suddenly appears like a drunken relative at the wrong time at Christmas lunch after a meandering cutesy melody in the verses, but it's catchy, and I found myself humming, which is always a good sign. Possibly....

(5) Popular - Eric Saade - SWEDEN

OMG it's pop that as cheesy as hell, with enough musical gouda to fuel fondues for the next millenia, and a singer who makes my gay friends and I look heterosexual by contrast, but it's insanely catchy, fun, and should translate brilliantly well to the stage... and no, I didn't pick him because  of my current renewed ABBA obsession. No really, I didn't....

(6) Angel In Disguise - Musiqq - LATVIA


These men are obsessed with being killed by 'killer lips' and 'luscious thighs', clearly seeing sex as a blood sport of some kind (how underground, kinky and very Euro of them), but they also have a handle on an insanely catchy song that builds and build with a unique melody and words that actually make sense. 

I initially cast this musical contribution from one of my favourite Baltic countries into the middle of the road Eurovision void but listening to it again repeatedly as I prepare for the first semi final, I have either got Stockholm Syndrome from my sonic captors, or this song is seriously good and catchy. I think the latter is true, and I apologise here to Lithuania that I have picked Latvia and Estonia but not you in my top picks. I know after all that Soviet occupation, you deserve some loving too, but you’ll just have to hope it leaks across the border from Estonia and Latvia. (Yes I am aware that sentence sounds borderline objectionable on all sorts of levels but let’s assume I have nothing but pure motives in mind, which, of course, I do.). regardless of how good this song is, who can ignore a song where the singers refer to ‘killer kiss’ and ‘luscious thighs’ as motivating factors for their love for the titular supernatural being? Not this boyo who wants to meet this woman, assuming I could resist from helping myself to her ‘candy eyes’? I'm gay, yes, but they're 'candy eyes' people, and am a sugar-a-holic.... this could get messy. Best you don't watch....

(7) 
Almost made it....

Sognu - AmauryVassili - FRANCE

It's grandly operatic, beautiful, and appropriately heart-rending and inspiring all at once, and continues France's tradition of being the serious contender which has gravitas in the sort of qunatities other countries have pyrotechnic moments and unnecessary costume changes, and it almost made my top 5. I don't for a second think it can compete with the more commercial entrants but at least France can hold it's head high, feel culturally superior, and avoid paying for next year's Eurovision... win, win, win people!

Oh yes he's cute and looks great in stage bondage clothing....

So that's who I like but I hear you ask  (yes I am hearing voices now but I think that's from listening to Belarus's overtly nationalistic, summon the right wing nationalistic flag waving militias now...we invade Russia tommorrow! song one time too many), concerned that I am ignoring the fact that Eurovision is less about who you like, and far more about who is so appaling that you will making more camp, bitchy, and hopefully, side-splittingly hilarious comments per milli-second that there are yachts in Monaco's harbour, who makes you very glad that you are thousands of kilometres from Europe, and won't see them daily on European television. I appreciate the question, and would kiss you profusely for asking if it wasn't wildly inappropriate, and here's my considered, melody-deprived response....

(1) Lipstick - Jedward - IRELAND

It may be a catchy song - but then so is Hantavirus and we don't want to contract that now do we? - but the pair of singers, two men who laughably claim to be straight (in red metallic suits with swept up blond hair that is in danger of catching passing birds in flights? I don't think so, boys), are so over the top animated, and the melody so generically thumping that it can only be another blatant attempt by Ireland to avoid winning and paying for next year's show. So cringe-worthy are they that my Irish house mate says that people in Ireland are being encouraged to say that the guys are English. They must really hate them then!

P.S. It's two harrowing days later, after the first semi wowed us with multiple pyrotechnic bursts and needless costumes changes (and that was just in one act - thank you Croatia!), and after Blogger temporarily misplaced this blog posting to my absolute horror, and I have to say with just a little embarrassment that this song has really grown on me. Yes like mould, and I do feel quite dirty and in need of a good hard scrub in the shower, but it has to be said that this song is infectious and really kicks a pop punch! Yes we even danced to it...my shame is complete.

(2) Ding Dong - Dana International - ISRAEL

I would love to support a fellow GLBTI community member - Dana is Eurovision's most famous transgender personality - but the title is silly, melody generic, and while the Hebrew is beautiful and beguiling, it doesn't save the song from sounding like a 1973 Eurovision reject.

(3) Boom Boom – Emmy – ARMENIA / Haba Haba – Stella Mwangi – NORWAY / Da Da Dam – Paradise Oskar – FINLAND

Nothing, well apart from crazy costumes, mangled lyrics, odd group members, and unexpected pyrotechnics, and so much else of questionable taste, says Eurovision that wacky song titles. Now, I understand many are drawn from a particular language, and I have no wish to disparage anyone’s native tongue, but surely these song titles sound just as crazy in their language as they do to an English ear. I have a theory, and clearly it’s untested with no lab rats or control subjects for me to wilfully experiment on (I need a greater blog budget; hell, I need a budget full stop really), but I think everyone writing for Eurovision goes to the crazily unhinged part of their language and tries to find the weirdest piece of lexicon to throw at the good folk at Eurovision. It’s memorable sure, Of course, it could just be a nostalgic throwback to the 70 s era of odd song names,  but for serious artists (which many of them are), and granted, not so serious ones who front Eurovision, it makes them sound like demented pre-schoolers belting out a musical tantrum. I am fairly certain it’s not the look that the contributing countries are gunning for in their quest for Eurovision glory, and no matter how lovely or worthy the song, and Haba Haba does have a charm all its own, I am pinging them for silly song titles. Shallow yes, but then I am watching Eurovision am I not?

(4) I Love Belarus – Anastasiya Vinnikova – BELARUS

Ah jingoistic nationalistic fervour, you have invaded the Eurovision peace, love, and mung beans fest with all the aplomb of an invading army playing death metal and banging saucepans with all the fervour of a 2 year old on a sugar high. While I am sure dear lovely Anastasiya is a passionate patriot merely expressing her sweet untainted love for her country of birth, her song, frankly, has all the  innocent hand on heart fervour of a gathering of right wing nationalists whipping their fanatical followers into a mindless frenzy, with or without torches and pitchforks. I keep trying to remind myself that it’s a moving declaration of love for one’s country, but perception is everything,, and I can picture is Anasasiya leading her countrymen in a fast-paced into some far flung region of Russia, singing her heart out all the way.

(5) What About My Dreams – Kati Wolf – HUNGARY

Yes I know, Hungary is favoured  by more betting web sites than there are sequined stars in the sky, as one of the top 3 to win this year’s Eurovision contest, and I appreciate it’s a passionate, heartfelt song, belted out by a woman with astonishing vocal power, about a woman waking up to the worth of her own hopes and desires, and agreed, it will make a fantastic song for any one of a thousand cosmetically-caked drag queens in gay nightclubs the world over, but honestly this song irks me. Instead of an inspiring song of finding your destiny, and following your very own yellow brick road to cloud nine, ten, and eleven (with a brief stop at Puppyland, and Hallmark’s HQ), it comes across as a petulant demand by a pretty singer whinging about her lot in her life. Clearly she needs Tony Robbins or someone to help her out, and discover her inner whatever it is pretty Hungarian woman crave to be, but please do it in private. I’ll even pay your therapy fees. Actually know I won’t but it sounds lovely to offer that. 

Let the fun begin and may it be splattered with more sequins that a twink at Mardi Gras!

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 131 - More shots of Bodhi

My nephew, Bodhi, who smiles all the time, and especially when a camera appears in front of him, is getting cuter by the day. Here's the latest shots I have been sent of him by my sister, his mum, Rachel:

@ playgroup

Playing @ home

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 130 - If I Had All the Chai in the World....

I ended up having two chai lattes today when I usually I have none. I am not a hot drinks drinker at the best of times, given I hate tea (except for some herbal ones) and coffee, but if pushed to engage in a social beverage that doesn't feature alcohol (OK that makes me sound like a total lush! LOL), my weapon of choice is either chai or hot chocolate.

So today when two colleagues want to catch up in the one morning, I had chais in abundance, and enjoyed them, mainly because it gets me away from my desk, something that doesn't happen all that often to be frank, and because I get to catch up with people I really like at work. Win on all fronts.

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 129 - MOOOO!

Out to dinner on a freezing, rainy Monday night, and after we discovered a dumpling place we wanted to try was jammed to the gills with hungry patrons, we wandered back down the street, and had huge, towering delicious burgers at Moo, a gourmet burger place on King Street. We were served by a Swedish girl with an American accent, ate Aussie burgers with fries (chips anyone?), and enjoyed some more time together before Steve went to work in Bathurst once more.

We even got to have dessert in the car, eating some of the Easter eggs I got for Easter which Steve had packed up with my colourful candelabra that they were presented in and was bringing back to me that night. The only downside to the night was that because it was so cold, my Cadbury Creme Egg wasn't, well, creamy... more solid. Tasted yummy but I missed the gooey centre....

Yes I do suffer so don't I?!

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 128 - Lazing and a-Chillin'

Exactly what it sounds like....

Lazy brekkie of croissants and toast....

Then grocery shopping...

Then watching Stargate Universe.....

Then napping.....

Then dinner with my gorgeous guy (chicken from the Portugese chicken place nearby) and part 2 of the Dr Who double episode that kicked off the new season, #5 ....

Screen shot of iView, the ABC's fantastic online servive that allows to time shift your viewing of their programmes.

So this is how you take a photo of yourself on the iPhone 4.... wait a minute, where's the flash?!

Perfect :)

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 127 (Saturday 7 May) - Par-Tay!! Birthday That Is....

What a fabulous day and night!

Day - chilled, read, slept and went nowhere. Utter freakin' bliss. The only downside was that my beautiful guy was sick but the day of sleeping it off, and relaxing really helped him so that was a major upside to stopping still, apart from having a day with no timetable at all. Save for, of course....

Night - Justin and Cam's birthday dinner @ Cicciliona in Newtown. We got there 1/2 hour late thanks to my last minute fashion crisis - ironed 2 shirts and a tshirt till I settled on the shirt above (honestly no idea why I get like that since it's all so silly) - but still got the antipasti and main meals we'd ordered ahead, Veal Mazalana, and had an absolutely brilliant night chatting to their friends who was to a person interesting, fun, and enjoyable to spend time with. We especially had a fantastic time talking to Stephen & his partner Ashley, and their friends, Michael, and Helen, with whom we got on so well that a catch up with just us is in the offing. We did toy with dancing at The Imperial for a while, but decided an early night was the better course of action so my gorgeous guy could truly get over his illness.

My guy and I

The other birthday boy, Cameron

One of the birthday boys, Justin, with his friend Conrad.

Stephen & I

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 126 (Friday 6 May) - Dinner with Ian & Ingo

I was supposed to be at a work function tonight but due to recent issues at work I felt uncomfortable going, and so with my boss's permission, I instead caught up for dinner with my friends Ian (usually way out of town and so catch ups aren't as regular as I'd like), and Ingo, and my gorgeous guy for dinner at Thai Garn in Summer Hill. The food is good, and while the service was a bit stop...start... tonight, we had a brilliant time catching up with these guys and chilling out on a Friday night.


Great way to end what had been a busy crazy week...

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 125 - Tamana!

The one person is the world I love seeing more than anyone, and spending time with is my beautiful man, Steve. He is often in Bathurst during the week, but this week worked Monday to Thursday there so was back tonight to have dinner with me. Even though I had eaten at Tamana's the night before with my dear friend, Jason, I could happily eat Indian food till the sacred cows come in (even the offensively irreligious ones I don't care...), and so it was that we ate more yummy Palak Paneer (cottage cheese in spinach sauce) and other delicious curries, gazed into each other's eyes, and caught up face to face after much too long apart.

When Food Comes Alive....

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 124 - Walking Bodhi's Curries

Started the day off with my usual brisk walk through the back blocks of Newtown and Erskineville, and decided for god knows what reason, to photograph myself doing it. Even with my new whiz bang iPhone4 camera, it's not a pretty picture that early in the morning. That's why I walk in the dark, on back streets with my iPod firmly plugged in. Block out the world people, and have it ignore you too till absolutely, positively have to interact....

During the day, which was crazy busy and off the scale manic, I got the latest photo of my dalring nephew, Bodhi, from his mother, and the younger of my two sisters, Rachel. He is never anything but adorable, and cute, and has an unfailingly upbeat nature, smiling at the drop of a hat. I can't wait to see him in person in June!

Finished the day off with a catch up dinner with my wonderful friend Jason at Tamana's Indian Diner on King Street, which has the best Palak Paneer and Rosewater Lassi I have ever had anywhere, in an environment that while it isn't lush and classy, allows you to sit and talk with some modicum of privacy. Jason's life is CRAZY busy right now with almost minimal sleep, and crushing workloads, but he is still finding time to live his life where he can, and it was brilliant to talk things over with him. I love my friends and he's one of the best (no, I do not have them ranked, thanks!)

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 123 - Not a Normal Tuesday

True today wasn't a normal Tuesday, since the management meeting occurred a day earlier yesterday, but it was still busy, and I still got home feeling exhausted, and ready to crash. I briefly contemplated swimming, discarded it, and decided instead to download the Eurovision 2011 CD, so my friend, and Eurovision fanatic, Kerry, and I can listen to truly awful European pop music in 2 weeks time when we're preparing the apartment for the big Eurovision party on May 15.

Yeah, I know, I am one sick masochistic puppy.....

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 122 - He's Dead But...

So the USA has gone all Old Testament on Osama Bin Laden's arse and killed a man so full of hate that he's murdered thousands of people in the name of religion? What has it really achieved? These two quotes posted by friends on Facebook helped me to clarify my general sense of unease that while killing a killer may seem like a good thing, and it certainly had Americans dancing in the streets, it really isn't in the long term...

I am glad that Osama bin Laden will no longer cause death and suffering. I am not glad that violence has been fought with violence. I am not glad that my country has killed. I fear that this will not advance peace and justice. I struggle to pray for my enemies (my friend Mark J)

This Martin Luther King quote going around is worth repeating in light of recent events: "I mourn the loss of thousands of precious lives, but I will not rejoice in the death of one, not even an enemy, returning hate for hate multiplies hate, adding deeper darkness to a night already devoid of stars. Darkness cannot drive out darkness; only light can do that. Hate cannot drive out hate; only love can do that." (my friend Anna V)

Hands Full of Glitter and Tofu : 2011 Day 121 (Sunday 1 May) - Wonderful Blast From the Past

Started the day off with brunch with my wonderful friend, Warren, in Newtown at Grub & Tucker, who do breakfasts! Funny how I don't think of restaurants doing breakfast but many of the general restaurants in Newtown do breakfast it seems so duly noted. We had a fantastic catch up chat, great food, and a spot of shopping afterwards. What's not to like?

Then, after a brief rest at home, I welcomed my friend Tim back into my present after not seeing him for 20 years (he's in Brisbane; I'm here and we just lost touch till Facebook reunited us early last year), and we had a BALL! I was very close friends with him back in church days in Brisbane, largely because he is questioning, irreverent, contemplative, articulate and fun, and we picked up the conversation like we had just stopped five minutes before. We spent the afternoon relaxing at the roof top bar at Coopers, in Newtown, eating great food, drinking wine, and largely catching up on each other's lives, and talking theology.

Yes theology! We talked a great deal about how Christianity is rethinking, at least in some circles, what the Bible actually says versus what dogma has built up (much of which is as Biblical as an episode of True Blood), a pertinent issue given that I am a gay man from a Christian background, who left the church because I couldn't reconcile the church's vehement hostility with who I was, and who I believe God made me. It was such an uplifting and encouraging chat, and reminded me that my faith does matter to me, just not the fossilised apparatus surrounding it.

A brilliantly great afternoon, made all the better by shopping with him for LPs for his son who's into sampling at Revolve Records in Erskineville, and having dinner with him and my beautiful man, Steve, at Stir Crazy Thai in Erskineville, where everything from computer databases to current affairs hit the conversation stream. Tim and Steve hit it off wonderfully well, and it capped off an awesome day.