Buranovskiye Babushki Start Eurovision Rehearsals

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On Monday, according to their producer, Ksenia Rubtsova, the Buranovskiye Babushki, a sextet of Russian grannies who won the national Eurovision-2012 selection contest, started rehearsals in their home village of Buranovo. Rubtsova said, “It’s easier, better, and more convenient for the grannies to rehearse at home. The group spent ten days in Moscow and its participants miss their relatives and homes. Of course, there’ll be rehearsals in Moscow, but the Buranovskiye Babushki will sing at home for the moment”. On Tuesday, a crew from the state Rossiya TV channel will arrive in Buranovo, which is in the Republic of Udmurtia in the Urals, to stage their show for Eurovision. The sextet of babushkas faced a tough competition in the final selection from 24 other Russian contenders, including 2008 Eurovision winner Dima Bilan, but in the end, they won the hearts of jurors and TV viewers by performing “Party for Everybody” in the Udmurt language. The colourful grannies, some of them over 70 years old, don’t speak English and their folk-style performance includes their own songs and covers of many international music hits. They mostly sing in Russian and Udmurt. The group first tried for the Eurovision contest in 2010, but lost in the selection round.

12 March 2012

RIA-Novosti

http://en.rian.ru/art_living/20120312/172111134.html

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