12 points for a great night of Eurovision entertainment
So it’s all over for another year. No, not the elections, but the Eurovision Song Contest.
You could say I grew up with it, and being able to stay up to watch it until the very end was a rite of passage and a real status symbol at our school. However, nothing ages you more than realising you can still remember Katie Boyle presenting it, never mind Terry Wogan, and Lulu and Dana winning it, never mind Abba and Bucks Fizz.
It definitely comes into the ‘so bad it’s brilliant’ category, which makes it compulsive viewing!
Anyway, so to this year’s contest, held in Lisbon, Portugal.
After several expressions of pain from various countries, it was finally the UK’s turn to do its stuff, the song being titled Storm.
Very appropriately so, as it happened, in view of the intruder that stormed on to the stage mid-act and whipped the mike off Surie, who’d been allocated to do her best/worst for our country.
Kudos to her for carrying on singing, though.
What a (storm) trooper!
After more wailing and caterwauling, it was Israel’s turn.
The singer, Netta, was basically clucking like a chicken.
The song was so brilliantly bad that I instantly knew it was going to win, and, what do you know? It did!
Agreed, the songs are absolute and utter ‘pony and trap’. If Ivor Novello was still alive today, he’d have nothing to worry about, but will I be watching it again next year? You can bet on it! The dreaded ‘get a life’ expression is sure to rear its ugly head upon my admission, but for me, it’s a great night’s entertainment.
Who needs a night out on the tiles when you’ve got Eurovision?
Give it 12 points from me!
Until next year...