So it's that time of the year when the stupid British public vote for some useless song that represents us in the most exciting competition in the World, no not karaoke, or Singstar, but Eurovision. After the two last abysmal years, something about flying the flag and what not, we now have a dustbin man representing a once great country.
Gone are the days of Katrina and the Waves, Sandie Shaw, Lulu, Brotherhood of Man, Bucks Fizz, all awful songs, but great Eurovision songs...i.e. so bad they are 'good'. A bit like, dare I say it, all ABBA songs and weird songs from Carola. They were 'great' because they are so shite...I mean we SHOULD win Eurovision hands down every year, check out the drivel England can produce, I mean we should just enter James Blunt (stoners would watch too), win with ease, no more embarassing 'nil point' situations and job done. Some 'pride' restored to the crap British music scene....I mean we have nothing else we can be proud of, and now, not even the shittest music competition in the World.
I don't know whether we officially regard Eurovision as an absolute joke, not because the music is crap, but more of a political farce. It really doesnt help we like America, I mean that means the rest of the World hates us. There isn't a country in Europe that would you know, give us 12 points on purpose, unlike the whole of Eastern Europe and those crappy countries.....you know the ones.
So on the 24th May, prepare to be spectacularly let down by the British representation of a 'song', lets all have a laugh, have a beer and remember you might have Andy Abraham picking up your rubbish in the morning.
