Jedward bounced around exactly like they did last year, and came in about fourteenth or something like that, but at least we all woke up at that point. Hopefully Ireland will let them enter every year, safe in the knowledge that they will never have to stage it again, but can also be confident that they will easily be the most entertaining act of the night. Jedward recently entered and ran, and apparently did very respectably in, a marathon – with no training…
Albania did well with a song sung by a lady with what looked like a section of stout rope from a very large ship around her upstanding hairdo, memorable only for her extraordinary ability to sustain a note sung at full belt for what felt like longer than the song itself, while actually getting louder as she held it.
It has become common knowledge that the Spanish entrant had been visited in the middle of the night by a delegation from the Government, who described at some length what would happen to her if she won, thus landing their beleaguered economy with the staging of the thing next year, but despite that she gave it her not inconsiderable all, but finished quite safely some way down the board at the end. I didn’t mind the song particularly, but that may have been because my brain had been numbed by what had been going on for the last hour and a half.
Also making a valiant effort to lose were Moldova, whose effort I can’t bring myself to post here,
I’m not sure whether Turkey realised just how terrible this song was, I shall let anyone in the Hall who has made it this far be the judges of that.