Shyeah, right. Must I remind you of Germany’s pants?
First time I’ve seen the UK song. Unfortunately I cannot unsee it.
Well, at least Finland’s song comes with the possibility of an interesting disaster. FIRE!
Finland: hip hop fire jugglers. Go Finland!
I liked the UK singer on several levels, the song not so much.
It’s the kinda song that used to win though. Linda Martin and Niamh Kavanagh won with big ballads for us back in the day.
Last song: Spain. Half-naked singer … for the win!
Seriously, isn’t she worried about her leotard catching on something? Like the guys who keep hefting her up?
Hey, i’d swap Germany’s trousers for our Leona Lewis-a-like. That or Ukraine’s centurions.
And with one final wail, the Eurovision 2009 is over and it’s down to the biased and chauvenistic voting.
Come on, Germany!! Pull out of last place and do us proud!
The Spanish backing singers made their lead singer disappear!
Some of the other acts should have tried that trick, actually… Okay, on to the voting!
The astronauts were by far the coolest thing tonight.
Bah. Can’t be arsed to vote for any of them.
Get to be Denmark or Germany.
I voted Malta, mostly because us overweight altos have to stand together against the Skinny Soprano Conspiracy.
Yes, let’s go with that! Right until the votes start to be tabulated and our hopes are dashed once again.
I’m leaning towards Turkey: enough spectacle with the costumes, not too much to distract from the song, and a catchy song.
Norway can only win in years that end in 5, so it’s not our turn this year.
Damn, even in playback, that Blue Guy is freaking me the hell out.
Germany can only win in years in which the rest of Europe forgets that they don’t much care for Germany, so we’re pretty well screwed this year again.
Great. Just when I thought it was safe to go back in the water …
Ah, the pre-voting interlude. It’s like an Olympic opening ceremony, except more bombastic and pretentious.
Getting ready for no-one to vote for the UK again.
Oh.