Tim: “And God said, ‘Let there be light,’ and there was light. And God saw the light, that it was good.”
Tom: Oh blimey, I remember you tweeting about this one.
Tim: God, in this case, is a rather smooth-looking Norwegian with wonderful blonde hair and legs that seem to magnetically repel each other, which I’m happy to accept. I’m also happy to accept the lyrics (and indeed the title), “the taste of love, the taste of you”, as, well, anything. Some will be somewhat grossed out by it, some will happily take it as a sort of metaphor, and some (hello!) will happily take it literally.
Tom: I’m just going to let you have your moment there. Personally, I think he just looks a bit like Andy Crane visited Jedward’s hairdresser.
Tim: No. Whatever your thoughts on the lyrics are, though, this is (a) a damn good staging get-up and (b) a very good key change, being as it is one that sort of gradually happens over a few notes rather than being a sudden BOOM, which is quite refreshing.
Tom: Agreed: well done that set designer, but more importantly well done the songwriter. I don’t reckon it’d have won Eurovision, but it’s pretty catchy.
Tim: It is – I like it a lot, so well done Knut, and if you’re ever in London let me know and I’ll be happy to compliment you in person.