From Paris to Berlin

If we're friends on Facebook (and if you're reading this, we likely are), you probably noticed that Eurovision was this past weekend.  I struggle slightly to explain my deep affection for the song competition.

A friend (Jenny!) once described Eurovision as "like the smell of skunk", impossible to describe unless you've experienced it.  Another friend (Kat!) described it as "if the Olympics and [American] Idol had a baby, and that baby was raised by noted Russian lady band Tatu."  I would add that, although the song "From Paris to Berlin" was not a Eurovision song, it should have been.

My heart is pumping for love...

I watched Eurovision for the first time as an adult, and I delighted in watching acts where I mostly wondered why on Earth they were doing that on stage.

Past Eurovision winners Lordi

 

Some friends (Lorcan...) take the music seriously - I just love the staging.  This year was disappointing that way, as the setups were generally pretty anodyne.  With a notable exception.

 





How can you fail to be charmed by Dracula singing falsetto?

Greece was also a favourite.  Tiny instruments and kilts FTW.

Alcohol is Free!



So I hope that 2014 will mark a return to the Lordi days (though I really did like the 2012 winner and this year's winner isn't bad).  In that case, I will be euphoric.