Switzerland: Sebalter

Switzerland Sebalter

 

 

Man can whistle! Sebalter has won the Swiss place at this year’s contest with Hunter of Stars, a banjo, a violin and some catherine wheel fireworks. The twenty-something is a folk rocker who is master of the fiddle. Switzerland didn’t make it to the final in 2013 – will this year be any different?



 

 

Frankly, Sebalter scares me a teeny tiny little bit. That much enthusiasm with the eyebrows reminds of a certain Lithuanian fellow last year who couldn’t stop squinting. Sebalter certainly looks like he’s having a lot of fun on stage with his string instrument pals, and the song isn’t wholly repellent…but nothing was ever going to top last year’s (robbed of their rightful place in the final) act, Takasa. The melody is infectious, but ten minutes later you’ll be struggling to pick the lyrics from a line-up. Hopefully this track will leave a space in the final clear for a punchier act.

Contagious rating: 5/10

 

 

Hunter of Stars

Whistle

Looking for a candidate you have an option only one choice
Sipping my drinks looking around, there is so much beauty, oh yes we can
But yet, self-confidence is a fragile concept, that often fades away in the night
And there it comes, that unwanted guest, there is no place for you tonight

Want me to go, want me to go
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Whistle

Like an evil satellite, twisting the truth then leaving us alone
In this mad and moody world, society without love
I state my heart has been well trained, I’m gonna be your candidate
I am the hunter you are the prey, tonight I’m gonna eat you up

Want me to go, want me to go
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

I press my nose to the glass, it’s raining outside, it’s raining outside
I would like to storm in, roar like a lion, roar like a lion
But I fear your judgement, oh I fear your judgement, I’m so wet, I’m dirty
But I fear your judgement, oh I fear your judgement, it’s me and my
imperfection

Violine

Want me to go, want me to go
cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Want me to go
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Want me to go
Cause you think I’m lying cause you think I’m lying
No, open the door
Cause tonight I cannot go hunting for stars, no no

Whistle

Courtesy of Eurovision.tv