So much so that the band have to prove it by sticking an eight-foot-tall papier mâché head on stage.
Don’t panic, they haven’t lost leave of their senses. O Torvald do a fine job of selling the only decent rock song in the entire shebang. The only problem is it’s not going to have its natural constituency watching. The Eurovisionista’s are going to go “Eurgh, real music“.
I suspect that to score the big points across Eastern Europe, it would have to be heavier than this because – as Mr Hacksaw might say – it’s rock-lite.
The head is part of a visual effect at the end of the song (there is a projected body on stage) … and the eyes light up very evilly but it’s a tad safe.