Ah, Eurovision, how I love thee. I'm a relatively recent convert to the over-the-top camp kitsch which is the annual Eurovision Song Contest (thanks to Ms Sam opening my eyes for me at a party a few years ago) but it's rapidly become something that I absolutely love.
Big hair. Inane lyrics. Wonderfully ghastly costumes. Drinking games. Eurovision is lurid, spectacular, and wonderful. Will you be watching?
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equal tie for 1st place for Mr Leather Finland - Teräsbetoni!
grebo
I'd forgotten about Eurovision until reading this, thanks.
The only memories I have of this contest over 25 years are Bucks Fizz and Frizzle Sizzle. Something about Zs.
Eurovision, what's that, some kind of celebration of Brussels? Sounds very interesting.
Shame on you Richard! How can you support such an obviously pupaphobic event?!
How else do you explain why Ireland's entry didn't make it through?
Nice to see Verka Serduchka drop by to support this year's Ukrainian competitor. I still listen to Lasha Tumbai occasionally...you know, on those occasions where you need some accordion-inspired, drag-queen-powered, totalitarian-spangled, Russia-mocking (?) disco nonsense.
Aaaaargh! Spoilers, Caoin, spoilers! I'd hoped to get through to Friday night, when the first semi-final is showing, with no idea which acts would make it through to the grand final on Sunday. Now I learn that Dustin the Turkey drops out? Nooooo!
my sister sent me a copy of Dustin's single all the way from ireland
grebo
Oops...sorry about the spoiler.
A crushing blow for turkey-puppets everywhere.
Looks like you picked the winner... Oh Dima!
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