Finita la comedia!
General hysteria! Premonition of the End! Going home soon...
Mama, take me away!
With the shield - or on it?
Finally, all these will be over today.
The "Big Five" showed up fresh and full of energy... no semi-finals for them.
On our left - the dressing room of "Blue" that howl their "I Caaan..."
On the right - the tortured Lena from Germany with a security guard from Yakuza...
And we are in the middle! What a great company!
In the morning – rehearsal, and in the evening – the Final is already here! Yesterday there were two more rehearsals...
The Irish are walking down the corridor - two out of the casket, the twins from the "diabolical" box,
The Frenchman smokes nervously on the balcony,
Alyosha Sparrow grasps the girls by the knee...
Four expanders are brought to the "Blue" dressing room. Probably they will pump up their chest and biceps...
In the corridor - dancers in elastic costumes creep on the floor,
Mika Newton from Ukraine sleeps in the "embryo" position on a sofa from the backstage,
The Dane runs around with a guitar... and smiles.
The lift is off, for security purposes, and the dressing rooms are on the 5th floor. All are training their legs several times a day…
Volunteers shout to us: “Make-up in 10 minutes”
“In-ear monitors in 15 minutes"
Around us – an atmosphere of a traveling circus!
I cannot concentrate. My head is spinning around...
Noise, shouting, chaos!
Everyone is taking pictures...
But being calm,
complete peace of mind -
This is the most important thing now!
15 minutes left until going on stage.
We are already downstairs, the in-ear monitors are on, the palms are getting wet, some people... artists move around, everybody’s looking at the screen.
The pumped up and shiny British, looking just like from a cover of a magazine, go to the stage...
We are the following.
It is very cold.
The stadium roars.
Switzerland performs. Lena comes to the waiting room.
The palms are too wet already, and the throat gets dry...
"Blue" with the back-vocalists sing on stage: "I can, I will, I know... I can... "
We smile and our kushmas cling to everything!
Finally, we are at the stage.
There will be no more rehearsals, so we need to rock it big time!
I read what I’ve written on a piece of paper:
- Breathe, do not rush, groove, facial expressions
- Move easily, do not forget about the trumpet. Be elegant with Tanya, 2 and a half circles, before "I see" - a deep breath, and wave the kushmas to the beat.
- Get the monocle in advance...
Camera in our face - 1, 2, 3, 4, 5, we shout - "So Lucky"!!!
On the stage – the technical staff is taking away the LED-screens of the British, the countdown starts and the seconds before our performance are melting on the floor…
Everyone nervously stands on his place.
ZERO seconds, I clearly feel my fast heartbeat, "So Lucky", slow breath...
Ray Ban glasses...