You know when something is staring you in the face and you miss it until someone points it out? Watching back the Grand Final of this year’s Eurovision Song Contest over a welcome Scottish breakfast, Vikki leans over to me and asks “did you spot the lyric change at the end?”
Wait a minute. Strike that, Conchita. Reverse it. What lyric change?
There… right at the end as the camera climbs into the arena:
Once I’m transformed,
Once I’m reborn,
We rise up to the sky,
You threw us down but,
We’re gonna fly.
Rise like a phoenix, out of the ashes,
Seeking rather than vengeance
Retribution, you were warned,
Once we’re transformed,
Once we’re reborn.
It’s a classic cabaret move, to transfer the focus of an incredibly personal torch song to the audience, but to do this in the middle of one of the most important and emotional performances of her career was just one more classy move from Conchita Wurst.
I think I’ve got something in my eye… again.