Tom: “No other song,” says our reader ‘Bunnyunplugged’, “has made me laugh as hard as the lyrics to this little gem.”
Tim: I actually remember really liking this one when it was on, so be careful what you’re about to say, please.
Tom: Really? Well, it takes all sorts. They are pretty terrible lyrics – “You will be the sun into my raining season” particularly – but I reckon this song is better noted for its choreography. Bit of traditional Greek dance? Sure. Boy-band manoeuvres? Okay, throw ‘em in. Making all the backup dancers lie down in the shape of a number 1? Why not.
Tim: Hahah, yeah, okay, that is pretty ridiculous.
Tom: If you want a Eurovision song to laugh with, you can do no better than Lithuania, 2006; Ukraine, 2007 or even Germany, 1998. But if you want a Eurovision song to laugh at… well, any better suggestions?
Tim: Eurovision I’m not sure about, but for unintentional humour you’d have to go a long way to beat R Kelly’s 22-act ‘hip-hopera’ Trapped in the Closet. Believe me, it’s worth the time.
Tom: Oh dear. That was once screened in its entirety at a cinema in London. I’m told it was… an experience.
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Haha, thanks for reviewing guys, this was a great way to start off my music fix after a month’s vacation surrounded by nothing but Turkish Pop (I won’t even get started on what effect that has on a person’s psyche).
Eurovision season is my favourite time of year… ending with the finals: Curl up on the couch with ice cream, chips and a LOT of alcohol and you’ve got yourself an awesome time!
The number 1 formation near the end will never get old~
I love the mix of dance moves; how about half of them accent what a gorgeous creature she is, and then the other half are… not very flattering. The pelvic tilt at 0:30? The leg lift at 2:16? Was lifting her up on the word “higher” really necessary?
The “1″ formation is pure gold. I also loves how she stands to block it until it’s in place, and then moves out of the way at the last moment to highlight the 1. To the crowd who can’t see it from above the way we can.
You’re addiction.
My conviction.
You’re my passion, my relief, my crucifixion <3
I think the whole thing is such a wonderful mess of contradictions; rocks it hard, and yet leaves it delightfully cheesy.