Oh, God, Switzerland, I Love You! Not only do you have your national final in this very quiet season, providing much needed nourishment for our eurovision appetitie, but you've already given us what will surely be a contender for the prize of 'contestant we feel secondhand embarassment for.'
I genuinely don't think I've ever seen anything so jarring. I actually think there might be two seperate songs here that could work, but together is some weird, highly awkward mess, with some very bad connotations. Something that makes more sense with pictures (Unfortunately, I don't know how to screencap this without the pause button in the middle. so just go with this.)
So. the bland pop beats begin, and in comes New Jack.
Note the look of not so much excitement as SHEER TERROR!
Here comes Lys Assia. Note the look of not so much excitement as SHEER TERROR!
Lys Assia is down with the kids. She knows the Lingo!
Glasses Jack prays to Lys Assia. Because anyone glowing that much must be Jesus? Right? Lys Assia's expression? Anyone's guess!
The Jack's ponder Lys Assia's expression
"Can we get Ice cream Lys! Can we, CAN WE! PLEASE!"
Seriously, should anyone other than Jesus or angels glow like that?
Lys Assia trying to be... erm... I got nothing here.
Those Shades are probably prescription. She's probably blinded by her own glowiness.
Oh, god, the dancing here! The dancing!
Is she radioactive?
Lys Assia with her crew/gang/posse. GANGSTAS!
Woah, Lys is gonna show us some MOVES!
Or maybe not?
Her facial expression here tells us that she's just realised what's going on?
I just realised, I think there might be a 'message' in this song. :|
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