Last year, the song of summer was undoubtedly, a hit of the pop sensation Sabrina Carpenter. But now it is 2025, and in our radio discs or playback lists there is a hole in the shape of espresso or yet that nowadays it should be completed. And although we still have months since the warmer months, it fully results, one song appeared as the heir to the Carpenter’s throne. Enjoy the Estonian rapper and visual artist Tommy Cash.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=o6ajj6q5zhg
Now, if you are an American, you can imagine: “WOW must be ponderous news of messages if Spludge writes about some strange song on YouTube.” And of course you would be absolutely incorrect. On the weekend, cash and won Estonian songannual music competition, which was made by Estonian public broadcaster Eesti Rahvusringhäling, who decides about the contractor who will represent the country in Eurovision Song Contest.
We Americans do not completely understand Eurovision. We know this as a European music competition with the best costumes, but we don’t really understand it all. Hundreds of millions of people adapt throughout Europe all over Europe; This is one of the most watched non -port events around the world. The Swedish POPU group ABBA is eminent for its great break after winning Eurovision. All this to say is a gigantic deal.
And now Tommy Cash brings the world in the hope of securing the second Eurovision win in Estonia, the first to vote since 2001. I mean how every self -respecting Italian, Australian or Scandinavian person may not reject support for the song entitled? (For what it is worth, the Italians came out fully to express their appreciation for the song in the comments section from the movie on YouTube.)
To turn to the elephant from two ounces in the room, I have no idea what it is, that Tommy Cash drinks in the film, but this is not Macchiato. We can safely assume that this is an espresso in this cup, but adding a bit of chilly milk does not make macchiato. I wouldn’t add any sugar, but it’s less canonical. I am not entirely sure, as you would honestly call this drink. Frozen latte holds ice? Starbucks Starbucks Cortado? Esplasho?
Whatever it is, I am ready to give up collecting rivets to dogmatically support Tommy Cash in his pursuit of Eurovision. Mi amore, mi amore, espresso macchiato macchiato macchiato, por favore.
