It seems that the Eurovision song contest produced its usual load of tripe last night with the added thrill of a nutter managing to get on to the stage to grab the microphone from the UK's contestant. How exciting !
This annual joke was won by an entry which apparently involved the singer and her dancers waving their arms around rather like chickens trying to escape from their battery; no longer does the song matter, it's all about the 'show'. Thankfully, I doubt that the winning entry will ever be heard of again except on the more puerile radio channels and on television programmes re-running absurd moments of supposed entertainment.
As for the UK's entry, it came 24th out of the 26 entries. I've never heard of the singer and I doubt that many others over the age of 25 have, but it appeared to be the usual screaming effort of modern British pop. It would be sad if the whole thing wasn't so pathetic.
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