Hey ho, Let’s go! Folklore and Rock ‘n’ roll

This line from the Moldovan entry pretty much summarises what I look for in the Eurovision song contest, and this year's edition offered plenty of it. There were other themes, too. Commentator Graham Norton described the show as "the great Italian shirt-shortage of 2022," and he had a point, there were indeed a number of bare-chested males on display. In the interests of balance, though, I should also note that Spain managed to secure third place by sending their (female) singer out skirtless (and yes, removing her jacket in the course of the song). There were several very emotional men, a category in which I include the UK entry, unmemorable but apparently not embarrassing. Estonia was a cowboy, and Iceland were cowgirls. The obligatory WTF moment was provided by Norway's contribution Give That Wolf A Banana, undermined by my strong suspicion that they were Doing It On Purpose. Here's the beginning of their biography:

Subwoolfer, the biggest band in the galaxy, got together 4.5 billion years ago on their home planet… the Moon.

Since then, Keith and Jim have conquered the music scene on every other planet, making them the most successful pop group ever… so they tell us.

( Back to the folklore... )

We had hoped that F and C would join us for the evening, as we are compatible in matters Eurovisual: but C messaged to say that F had caught Covid, so that didn't happen. The pandemic may be over, but people who are being relatively cautious are still catching the virus, and the potential long-term effects are bad enough that I find this worrying. Get well soon, F!