It’s been… well… a year since last year’s one. Okay, so it’s changed a smidge, but that’s only so it gives us a somewhat possible chance of winning. So, the people who knew I would blog about it, prepare to be amazed as I… do just that.
The Eurovision this year is being hosted by lovely little Russia. That’s down to them winning last year with Believe by Dima Bilan. Okay, so I don’t actually remember it winning, but apparently it did. Maybe because whenever the song starts it just reminds people of Wild World.
So they get to host it. Fun times. I think. I mean, they have two of the most zany presenters on their end from what I saw watching one of the semi-finals. I think it’s a requirement they need to be mental since we fielded of all people Ulrika Jonsson alongside the legendary Sir Terry Wogan.
But without the Woganator sarcastically commenting on every which way something happens, how will we survive? The BBCs answer to this (and seemingly everything) is to put Graham Norton in. The man for all seasons, it seems. Well, we’ll see. As long as he doesn’t try and copy Wogan’s style like the semi-final commentator did. The bastard.
Anyway. Back to the moment in hand. The UK has fielded one Jade Ewen for us with It’s My Time which has Eurovision written all over it. Maybe with the new part-jury voting system, we might actually get acknowledged for singing a decent song, unlike last year.
It’s been written especially by Andrew Lloyd Webber (Surprise surprise) so it might do well. That is, assuming the people of Europe haven’t actually seen what he looks like…
Songs which I thought were awesome are Andorra’s Get a Life (well, it was, anyway…), Norway’s Fairytale, Greece’s This Is Our Night, Finland’s Lose Control and Switzerland’s The Highest Heights (Which, well, you don’t have to worry about now). I don’t think our entry really fits in with these songs, but hey ho, we’ll see.
Stats say that we’re supposed to finish about 6th or 7th this year, with Norway topping it. To be fair, that kid can sing, and as we’ve seen with Britain’s Got Talent this year, if you’re a kid who can sing, people seem to love you.
So good luck to Jade and the rest of the UK in the contest, and indeed you if you’re sad enough to stay inside and watch it. Sorry? What am I doing tonight? I’m… urr… knitting…
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