Dare To Dream!

This was the slogan of the most recent Eurovision to take place, and given the historical cancellation of the Eurovision Song Contest in 2020, it really is appropriate to talk about dreams. Especially now as we’re just a day away from the first rehearsals for the Eurovision Song Contest 2021 – for many of us, it’s a dream come that it’s actually happening.

And we’re quite sure that every Eurovision fan who remembers their dreams in general has dreamed about Eurovision at some point!

This time, we’re inviting you – already at this point in this post – to submit your weirdest Eurovision dreams in the comments box below. Maybe they’re even crazier than some of the staging concepts we’ve seen at the actual contest over the years (the idea of Zlata and the giant can only have come to someone in a dream, right?).

But let us share some of our weirdest Eurovision dreams first. Enjoy!

Felix: “I think I dreamed this one before the 2003 contest. The Eurovision Song Contest was held in Riga, and it took place in the afternoon. At least it was bright daylight. The venue was in the middle of a park and had two big doors to both sides of the hall. The show was running, and it was now the turn for Cyprus. Suddenly, a Cypriot dancer fell off the stage. The show was interrupted, and people walked around, both gates being open, so they were just walking around and through the venue for as long as the show was paused. That’s all I remember, but I assume the show resumed eventually.”

Martin: “I once dreamed that Barbra Streisand had taken part in a mid-80s Song For Europe. She was #3 in the running order and her song was called ‘Barbra’. It was poor.”

Ghosts may haunt your Melodifestivalen dreams. Don’t have nightmares!

Felix: “The following dream of mine happened in 2015. My colleague Martin and I were discussing a Eurovision singer called ‘Ull…’, who already took part in the Eurovision Song Contest 1987. Ull…’s 1987 song suddenly reminded me of Sanna Nielsen’s ‘I’m In Love’. I was ready to declare Sanna’s song as plagiarism, so I wanted to approach Sanna to warn her, but she was JUST performing a song for SVT on a street, and disappeared in her house directly after the last note. Then she came out of the house again with her Russian boyfriend.”

Martin: “Sanna is clearly a recurring theme in our dreams. I wonder why? Anyway, a few years ago I dreamed that Belle and Sebastian had covered a Sanna Nielsen song about veganism and its compatibility with Islam. All perfectly normal.”

Felix: “Another time (around 2006), I was working at Eurovision, as a part of the German delegation. The German act was a group of seasoned men in Hawaiian shirts with an antiquated song, penned by no less than Ralph Siegel himself. It was my job to pick them up at the hotel – in the middle of the show! – and accompany them all the way from the hotel to the stage. I don’t remember where we ended up on the scoreboard. It was a hopeless entry, really.”

Martin: “I must have been particularly excited in the run-up to ESC 1994, because I had two dreams about it that I still remember now. In the first, the Slovakian band were playing huge inflatable instruments. I mean huge – literally the height of the stage. They barely fit inside the building. And in the second, Elisabeth and Jan Werner were singing for Norway like they would do at the contest itself. Jan Werner messed up a high note, and Elisabeth pulled out a hammer from behind her back and started hitting him with it. I always knew she was trouble.”

Who’s that emerging from this Martian dreamscape?

Our dream-brains will be getting lots of new input in the upcoming days as the rehearsals finally begin in Rotterdam. And we’re pleased to say that escgo! will be “there” (in the Online Press Centre) and live-blogging the rehearsals once again, starting from tomorrow morning.

Now: What about your dreams? Share them in the comments below. We look forward to hearing all about those Eurovisions that might have taken place in parallel universes, even if they didn’t happen in ours. Dare to dream, and dare to share. 🙂