I have lost all ability to be objective about this song and this performance and Emilie and Jean-Karl. I have been a huge fan since Mercy first debuted way in January and I become more and more obsessed as the season has continued.
Mostly, I am obsessed with Madame and Monsieur in a way that one obsesses over cool friends. I love their monochromatic aesthetic. I love their pet rabbit. I love their innate French cool. Unlike Surie, who I want to take to brunch, I can’t imagine even talking to Madame Monsieur because I’d end up saying something stupid like, “How about that Eurostar, eh?”(And even worse would be the kind reaction of Emilie, who would sense my unease and try to make me feel better by telling a charming anecdote about the time she took the Eurostar to London.)
Okay, you say, enough of writing fanfiction about the perfection of the French duo. What about the song?
Well, that’s just it. One reason I stan so hard for these two is because they’ve taken a very difficult topic – the plight of refugees – and turned it into a song which instantly makes people empathise with the experience of this tiny baby born on the open sea. They’ve neutralised xenophobia, and, unlike Italy, really do emphasize the ‘brotherhood of man.’ It’s a song that opens hearts.
Of course, it doesn’t hurt that it’s got a chill electrobeat backing it either, right?
As I said, I can’t be objective about this, and am now a fan for life. More on Madame Monsieur in the post-Eurovision depression weeks to come.
TWITTER JOKES YOU SHOULDN’T BOTHER MAKING BECAUSE THEY’VE ALREADY BEEN DONE BETTER BY THE EUROFANDOM: Anything involving the French White Stripes, okay?
SHOULD YOU TAKE A PEE BREAK DURING THIS PERFORMANCE: No! Stay and do the hand move from the comfort of your sofa.