Finland has pulled out all the stops to disguise the Finnish origins of their song.
No they haven’t. This could not be more Finnish if it had Father Christmas and Kojo on adjacent treadmills in a tiny gym. On skis. Playing ice hockey. It’s a little smoke bomb of pure blue and white joy with dancing and whooping and happiness. Pure joy and dancing and whooping and happiness have been in short supply this morning. I want this in the Saturday show almost as much as I want my next lunch.
Oh man, they’re just two bundles of irrepressible thirty-something energy. As, obviously, am I. Jolliness is unalloyed. I could watch another three or four sessions of this. Leave them on!
Phil: I didn’t realise that the Israelis had annexed Finland … or at least imposed their choreography!
This song is everything I hoped it would be and a whole big dollop more! It has everything … side-steps, coming towards cameras, hands in the air, acrobatic movements. Classic Eurovision Song Contest dance moves, last seen in 1973.
As my counterpart Nick D rightly said, ‘This song is three years too late – imagine it as a host country entry.’ And the boy’s not wrong. However, I can see this qualifying with bucket loads of points – principally because it has only seven others to beat, and at least three – if not four – will have already been on stage when this graces our screens. It could be an “accidental” qualifier on those terms. But there is nothing accidental about the song – it puts a smile on your face. They had no vocal issues that we could hear and were very professional.
Will Europe get it? – not so sure … but I do 😉