Monday 13 May 2024

Lead Me to the Experts...

Bear with me. I'm going to start with a topic that I opened with a few weeks ago. It's brief, I promise, and leads to a wider point. Ready? Cool.

Allison Janney as CJ Cregg in the West Wing. She's standing at the whitehouse press podium saying, 'it sounds pretty straight forward.'
Yeaaahh... I could do this.
I'm the only person I know - IRL - that's obsessively following the former US prez's 2016 election interference trial. Why's that do we think? Is it because even on a general level I find US politics fascinating and this is way beyond general? Is it because my schedule is so flexible I can spend afternoons and evenings, four days week, reading every Thread posted by the courtroom journalists? Or is it simply because I'm an absolute masochist? I'm not sure, tbh. But just as the West Wing convinced me I could boss the the role of Whitehouse press secretary, I currently feel I'm the absolute expert on the US legal system. Honest to God... just call me Nicky McBeal!

Moira Rose, from Schitt's Creek is looking fearful and worried as she says, 'I know of what I speak.'
This is helped, in part, by Elizabeth Cronise McLaughlin. A self-described recovering lawyer, her Threads have been consistently useful. She explains the legal arguments, the trial strategy, and the framework that the entire process is held within. When the rest of the Internet is screaming  LOCK HIM UP... ANYONE ELSE WOULD BE DONE FOR CONTEMPT... THIS IS BS, she's there to calmly and coherently explain that this is not a TV drama. Certain procedures have to be followed. By reading her experienced legal commentary, I've found myself becoming less frustrated and angry as a result. 

It's a reminder that experts - the real ones, not the ones like me that have watched a TV show - are still important. They provide the sometimes boring but still essential detail that procedures and processes have to include. Without an expert cutting through the crap, we'd all just be shouting at each other, ad nauseam. Michael Gove, with his nonsense quote prior to Brexit - we've 'had enough of experts' - was wrong. He was wrong then and he's wrong now. Sometimes it's good to step away from the noise and check the facts from a reputable source. A source that's full of experience, not soundbites. Someone that has the qualifications and/or training to impart information, without being beholden to the particular POV of a broadcaster, newspaper editor, or their own personal feelings about the situation. Can you imagine my giddy delight, therefore, when I found out that Elizabeth Cronise McLaughlin does a daily live broadcast on YouTube. Mopping up the issues of the previous day in court, she breaks it all down. (Check it out if you're curious. This vid dropped after the Stormy Daniels testimony had just ended.) Calm, knowledgable heads are my favourite kind of heads right now. They shut out the distractions and point out the reality of the situation. Gove? Here's what you meant to say. Experts? Essential! We need their input, they provide context and nuance in a polarised world, and their contribution to the mental health of the nation is incalculable. 

The poster for the Leeza McAuliffe Has Something To Say book tour, which starts today. The poster has a load of instagram handles and dates, explaining what day certain accounts will post reviews.
This is the Book One tour skej. 
You might need to zoom in.
Writing News
Leeza McAuliffe Book One (find it here) has a book tour that starts today. It came out in 2019 but because the sequel will be published soon (in ten days time... eek!) Love Books Tours thought it'd be useful to remind the world of where the story began. That means over the next week, book reviewers will be posting their reviews/comments online and so as I open my laptop each day, I get to feel excited and sick all at once. Hey ho, it's all part of the fun. As much as I was lauding expert information above, books and stories are purely subjective. You can't please all the people all the time. That's how it goes. So I'll keep telling myself that, as I spend the next seven days in a giddy-sick whirl. 

Ryan Gosling in the Fall Guy is giving a double thumbs up to someone off camera.
Don't be fooled. This is The Fall
Guy
, not Civil War.
Culture
Civil War, that's been in cinemas for a couple of weeks, is something that's not going to leave my head for a while. Based in the not-too-distant future, the US's authoritarian government has caused some states to rise up and form a militia. It's brutal. I wasn't sure the 15 rating was enough based on some of the scenes. But it was a fascinating look at something that's not beyond the realms of possibility. I probably won't watch it again but I'm glad I saw it. Moving on, I'm reading Killing Thatcher by Rory Carroll. It's a forensically researched account of events surrounding the 1984 Brighton bomb. Rather than being a dry history book, it reads like a thriller. I'm gripped even though I know what's coming. Fair play, Rory. Finally, for a bit of light relief, I watched The Fall Guy. It was a fun. A much needed brain-break after wars and bombs and court room testimonies. If you fancy something far-fetched, action packed, and self-aware, this is the one.

A brown ceramic bowl, sitting on a chopping board, with white, creamy labneh piled high within it. It has flecks of green where herbs are visible.
Labneh!
Food and Drink
Have we ever talked about labneh? Yes? No? Can't remember? Well it's labneh season. I've decided. Now we're opting for t-shirts over jumpers, this is a great staple to have in the fridge. Ready for the recipe? Good good. 
  • Get a big tub of Greek yoghurt (I use Total Greek Yogurt 0% Fat)
  • Get yourself a sieve and a muslin. (I've lost the one muslin cloth I had so I tend to use a clean, thin, tea towel. You do you.) 
  • Line the sieve with the material, place it over a jug or pan, tip the tub of yogurt into it, and gather up the cloth sides into a twist. 
  • Weight the covered yogurt with a tin or something heavy, and put in the fridge for a day or two. DONE.
All the excess moisture will drip through the cloth into the jug/pan and you're left with lovely labneh. It's the consistency of cream cheese instead of yogurt, and is great for salad, sandwiches, or as a firm dip for veggies. You can also experiment with seasoning the yoghurt first. I add salt and pepper, garlic, chopped chives, or other herbs. Anything goes. Here's an actual recipe with pictures if my garbled instructions make no sense.

A shot of a train disappearing in the distance on a single rail track in a rural Welsh station. There are hills in the distance and fields either side of the track.
Lovely Borth station.
I could sit there all day.
Out and About
Wales in the caravans was great. I did a few walks to my favourite station (Borth) and around the town of Aberystwyth. I've tried to keep up the walking now I'm back so in the week I pottered around the Pier Head. With lovely flashbacks to last year's Eurovision, I went back through my happy memories as I wandered around the place where the Eurovillage had been. 

Talking of Eurovision, I'm scheduled to be interviewed on Riverside Radio next Saturday, about last Saturday's final. At the time of writing, it's still on. Whenever I'm introduced as their resident Eurovision expert, I always push back. Eurovision enthusiast is more accurate. If I were an expert, I'd have to know so much more. It's always good to know your limitations. There are probably some things I'm an expert in, they're just not as clear as they once were. I used to be an outstanding teacher. I'm not now. I could probably blag my way through a lesson easily enough, but to be consistently on form takes work. I'm going to keep seeking out people who are consistently on form, for when I need more than my own enthusiasms. It's a plan!

Have a lovely week, folks.

Monday 6 May 2024

Getting to Grips with Eurovision...

Barack Obama is making a speech at a podium. The caption says he's saying, 'I hear I'm still pretty big on Twitter.'
I can only assume I am too.
Nothing lasts forever, amaright? Morning! Sorry to start on a bleak note but we are where we are. Twitter, which was once responsible for signposting me to every piece of news, opinion, and shared cultural event, has been out of my life for over a year. Mostly. I've continued to post my blog and book promotion stuff - hustlers gotta hustle - but I've stopped scrolling. And Lordy, how I miss it! Many people would view a reduction in screen time as positive event, but not me. It means I've lost voices I'd come to love. Political journalists whose reporting would inform, comedians and writers that made me laugh out loud, and like-minded Eurovision fans. I miss them the most. Threads, Mastodon, and Insta are great for loads of things, but as a place to revel in the batshit joy of the Eurovision experience, they're decidedly chilly. Without a central place for everyone to connect, I've dropped the Eurovision ball.

A woman is walking along a corridor talking to herself. The caption says she is saying, 'It's a lot to catch up on.'
It really is.
By now, I should have listened to this year's Eurovision entries at least once. I should have re-listened to the ones I love repeatedly, and I should have firm views about who will win. So far, I've listened to one. Ours. Dizzy by Olly Alexander. People keep asking me if we've got a chance this year. I've no idea. I've no context in which to place our entry. Is it a ballad year? A rock year? Are there loads of solo females or do male duos or mixed groups dominate? I have absolutely no clue. 

A woman, taking deep breaths and learning back on the wall, is gathering herself. The caption says, 'Get a grip.'
That. Stops. Now. Twitter or not, I've got to get a grip... with myself and the entries for this year contest. It's happening this week! I know! It's snuck up on us all. Tuesday is the first semi final, Thursday is the second, and the final is on Saturday. I owe it to myself (and the listeners of Riverside Radio, where I'll be interviewed as their Eurovision expert on Saturday) to fully immerse myself. So, I'm going to make a cup of tea, find the playlist online, and listen. I'll be back with you, in the next paragraph, a whole lot more informed.


I'm baaaaaaak! Well now, so much musical mayhem has taken place since.... ooh, the last sentence I typed. I'm now au fait with every single song. That includes the ones that won't make it through the semis. If you're only planning to rock up on Saturday night, you'll have missed out on a good few. For the casual viewer that enjoys the spectacle but can resist becoming obsessed, I'm here for you. I've cherry picked the songs that stood out to me. Disclaimer: I'm a forty-six year old woman who still loves a 'tune' and who misses the days of dramatic key changes and anthemic singalongs. Sigh. Wasn't the past great? Anyway, there's not much of that, but there's still some stuff to look forward to. Follow me as I give you my sneak peeks.

Kaleen, a woman representing Austria.
Austria - It's a bop! We Will Rave will become a happy ear worm and I defy you not to tap your feet once it gets going. Enjoy!

Baby Lasagna, a young man, sitting in a car,  representing Croatia.
Croatia - Last year, Finland gave us 'Cha cha cha' and this year Croatia gives us "Rim Tim Tagi Dim'  SO catchy. Another ear worm, and one where the energy of the performer is infectious. This will do well.

Aiko, a woman representing Czechia.
Czechia - This is my favourite of all the entries so that immediately gives it the kiss of death. Soz for that. Giving me full on Debbie Harry/punk band vibes, it makes me feels happy and nostalgic and energised. What more do you want?

Saba, a woman, is representing Denmark.
Denmark - This looks and sounds more like a standard winning song. Strong vocals, a melody that builds, and a powerful chorus. It's not reinventing the wheel but it's cycling with proficiency.

Finland is represented by Windows95man who are two men.
Finland - Are you looked for someone with a flesh-coloured dance belt and a T-shirt with pixelated corporate logos? Oh good. Here's Finland's song.  It's fun, it stands out, and it'll perk everyone up. What else do you need?

Slimane, a man, is representing France.
France
- On its own, without the Eurovision context surrounding it, I like this a lot. But come Saturday night, when the wine's fizzing and the sequins are sparkling, its gentle earnestness will probably get lost in the hubbub. 

Bambie Thug, who is non-binary, is representing Ireland.
Ireland - Last year's entry didn't make it through the semis, even though I (and possibly only I) thought it was a banger. A sweeping anthem with singalong chorus. This year, they've gone in a different direction. It won't be everyone's cup of tea but it's as far removed from the safe-yet-unsuccessful entries they've had in recent years. This might be exactly what's needed to get to Saturday's contest.

Gåte, a group of four men and one woman, are representing Norway.
Norway - If dry ice and lasers can give Loreen a double win, why not chuck 'em into your act too? This is a strong entry that makes a big impact. There's no catchy ear worm or comedic hook to drag you in. Just smoke, lasers, a strong song, and a great performance. 

Luna, a woman, is representing Poland.
Poland - Another bop. If the crowd get behind it, this could be pushed into being a great three minutes on stage. If they don't, it might be just a nice song. Let's see what happens!

Marcus and Martinus are two men (twin brothers) who are representing Sweden.
Sweden - Two brothers singing about an unforgettable woman. This will be a big hit in the arena, what with Sweden on hosting duties. With the catchy chorus and a happy crowd, this will go down well. But win? Probably not.

Nemo, a non-binary person, is representing Switzerland.
Switzerland - This is another of my personal faves. It's got a bit of everything, including a rap break, and sits comfortably at the theatrical end of the spectrum. I don't think it will win but let's not forget it's the taking part that matters.

Olly Alexander, a man, is representing UK.
UK - I'd include our entry on my list, regardless of quality. Eurovision and international women's football tournaments are the only times I feel patriotic these days. But look, this one's pretty good. Besides, we're in safe hands with Olly Alexander. He's no stranger to performance and can captivate a crowd when he wants. Plus, he's properly famous. He'll get a good cheer the second he gets on stage. As for the song? It'll be interesting to see which way it goes. It ticks all my boxes. It's got the classic Eurovision/Steps-esque sound that I love - a sound that's rooted in disco and is full-throttle camp. It'll go down well with a live audience and will hopefully reach the voting viewers too. Who knows? Time will tell? However it goes down, I'll be cheering it along with gusto.

So... are you still here or did I lose you somewhere around Rim Tim Tagi Dim? Saturday night is coming whether you like it or not. You might as well kick back with the rest of Europe (and Australia) and bask in the fabulousness of it all. What else are you going to do? Read a book? Watch a film? Be an empty husk of a person? Noooo, you're much better than that. 

Have a lovely week, folks.