Also in this week’s newsletter, preview party season enters full swing, a Portuguese icon passes away and the official Eurovision 2019 album is released to digital platforms.
Remix Roundup – Alternative Versions Of The Class Of 2019
With the release of the official Eurovision CD this week, it’s easier than ever to hear all 41 of this year’s entries before the shows begin – if you so choose. But in case you’re already craving some alternative twists on this year’s crop, check out this list of some of the best remixes and re-imaginings from the class of 2019…
In its original form, this year’s Armenian entry is a dramatic pop stomper, complete with barnstorming key change and diva wailing. However, Srbuk showcases her range on this delicate Piano cover, released to digital music services this past weekend. Dare we say this classy cocktail lounge cover works just as well as the original?
Israel’s home entry for 2019 has received a fairly mixed reception from fans. A mournful, theatrical ballad, it’s a world away from the feel good likes of Toy, Golden Boy and I Feel Alive. Fortunately, this remix kicks a bit of energy into proceedings. Too late for a Serhat-inspired petition?
The massive domestic success of Italy’s entry has led to a number of high profile remixes, including this excellent reworking from electro pioneer Benny Benassi. It’s fairly low-key as these things go, retaining the song’s propulsive structure and underpinning it with a burbling club backing.
As one of the most agreeably silly entries in this year’s lineup, you wouldn’t think there was much call for an acoustic mix of Norway’s folk-pop banger. However, this campfire-ready version works surprisingly well, particularly when it comes to Fred-René Buljo’s joiking segments, which sound genuinely powerful and authentic in this setting.
Rapidly emerging as one of the major fan favourites from this year’s Contest, San Marino’s comeback kid Serhat has served up a whole EP’s worth of remixes for Say Na Na Na. This mix adds a smattering of house piano that suggests shades of 90s Pet Shop Boys. At this point, it’s not even the guilty kind of pleasure any more.