It’s hard to approach events like “ENO does Eurovision” without a bit of skepticism, but I realize I might be going about things too cynically as I arrive in Liverpool in my Tár-inspired spring transition look: black trousers, black trench coat, black baseball cap, black sneakers, and a thick black jumper. I feel like a mole who has accidentally burrowed into the 1980s, as this year’s Eurovision color scheme (pink, yellow, blue, occasionally black) appears all around me: in splodges, stamps and swirls, curled into free-form hearts on Liverpudlian cheeks, and splayed onto banners stretched across unsuspecting buildings.
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