Monday, 14 May 2012

A Finn called Wonder

Most years Finland enter something trite and qualify. But about every third year they enter something really interesting and nobody but me likes it. Such is the case this year. Her ensemble isn't great. She seems to have tucked the tablecloth from her local roll mopp restaurant into her skirt and walked off from the table without untucking it. Green is not a becoming colour for a red head, a fact that Finland ought to have realised after 1996. I love the song but it sounds like an album track from a Goldfrapp album.

Poirot: what devilish language is this? I have visited Finland and I remember it not.

Franko: It's Swedish Monsieur Poirot. Kryten? Kryten? What's happened to your face, it appears to have frozen in a permanent yawn.

Verdict: It's not just the singer that has an identity crisis.... possibly last...

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