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\u041a\u043e\u043c\u0441\u043e\u043c\u043e\u043b\u044c\u0441\u043a\u0430\u044f \u041f\u0440\u0430\u0432\u0434\u0430<\/a><\/strong> writes: “\u0415\u0432\u0440\u043e\u0432\u0438\u0434\u0435\u043d\u0438\u0435-2009″ \u043f\u0440\u043e\u0439\u0434\u0435\u0442 \u0432 \u041c\u043e\u0441\u043a\u0432\u0435!”<\/strong><\/a> [Eurovision-2009 will go down in Moscow!]<\/p>\n \u0418\u0437\u0432\u0435\u0441\u0442\u0438\u044f<\/strong><\/a> writes “\u0420\u0443\u0434\u043a\u043e\u0432\u0441\u043a\u0430\u044f: “\u0415\u0432\u0440\u043e\u0432\u0438\u0434\u0435\u043d\u0438\u0435” \u0432 \u0420\u043e\u0441\u0441\u0438\u0438 \u0434\u043e\u043b\u0436\u043d\u043e \u0441\u0442\u0430\u0442\u044c \u043b\u0443\u0447\u0448\u0438\u043c \u0432 \u0438\u0441\u0442\u043e\u0440\u0438\u0438 \u0448\u043e\u0443.”<\/strong><\/a> [Rudkovskaya (Dima’s producer)<\/em>: “Eurovision” in Russia must become the best show in history]<\/p>\n My ‘homies’ at E1<\/strong><\/a> write: “\u0414\u0438\u043c\u0430 \u0411\u0438\u043b\u0430\u043d \u0441\u0442\u0430\u043b \u043f\u043e\u0431\u0435\u0434\u0438\u0442\u0435\u043b\u0435\u043c \u0415\u0432\u0440\u043e\u0432\u0438\u0434\u0435\u043d\u0438\u044f-2008.”<\/strong><\/a> [Dima Bilan became the winner of Eurovision-2008] and also feature a list of the 25 contestants and their places in the rating – revealing my poor Sweden<\/a> at a sad number 18. It’s a long way from Abba and “Waterloo” in the 70’s…<\/p>\n If you want to know more about modern Russian music, while the Russian iTunes store is still non-existing and all you can buy at your local music store is Alla Pugachyova, visit Far From Moscow<\/a>. This morning I recieved an e-mail from a certain David MacFadyen with the following: “In the light of yesterday\u2019s Eurovision result, I\u2019m writing from the University of California, Los Angeles. We\u2019ve just created the only English-language site dedicated to new music from Russia. Every day we add video, audio, and quick sketches of the artists.”<\/em> Now doesn’t that sound like a dream come true?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" Today the famous Nokia-beeping of an sms woke me up in the middle of the night with the following words from my mother in Sweden: “Congratulations Russia won! How does it feel? Hugs, mom”. Relieved as I am from owning a TV, it was only on an intuitive level that I understood that I…<\/p>\n