Or, if you’d like to call them by their supposedly proper name, Claire’s Birthday. I’ve been watching Eurovision for a disgusting percentage of my life, but never have I seen a band come on and seem so utterly out of place as Ruffus did when they took to the stage in Riga 6 years ago. They looked like a shit, brit-pop cast off and they sounded a bit like it too – but in a good way. Brit-pop itself imploded after being a huge, unweildy, terrible song playing monster, so it’s only fitting that a band from Estonia would come along and perfectly embody it on a huge international pop concert.
The song itself bombed – 21st a competition of 26, which was still better than the UK’s Jemini, who were stuck bottom on ‘nul points’. It’s got some of the most boring, generic lines in it, but it’s still a think to marvel at, and, most importantly, makes you want to dance. It’s an anomaly, and despite waiting every year for someone to come along and blow Ruffus and their wonderfully awkward haircuts out of the water, it’s still not happened. This is the reason that the band seem to have gained somewhat of a bizarre following on the internet, spread out across various youtube comments sections and yahoo questions sites, and the reason for this post. That and the fact I’ve just spent an hour looking for it all over the web. If you’re a fan of terrible but wonderful wannabe-Brit-pop (who isn’t?) or of new-found nations desperately attempting to appear on trend then download this. And if you happen to have either (or, ideally, both) of Claire’s Birthday’s records, please get in touch.
Ruffus – Eighties Coming Back (mediafire)