I watched Round 2 of the Eurovision song contest last night.
My reaction goes like this:
Albania: Not bad. Not too great either. Commentators seemed to love her. Not sure why.
Azerbaijan: Song wasn't great. Singing was alright. She was gorgeous, but her outfit was terrible. He reminds me of someone I know.
Cyprus: Good voice. Weird, boring song. She did, however, have bright shiny, glowy boxes.
Denmark: This band was quite good. Their song was written by Ronan Keating; on it's own, not a bad thing, however, the guy looked and sounded like Ronan Keating.
Estonia: I really liked this girl. She sang well. She played the violin. She has an awesome Fringe.
Greece: This guy was ridiculous. The Australian commentators were rooting for him because his song was written by Australians. He wasn't a very good singer, his outfit was stupid. His song was fairly stupid. His backup dancers were stupid. The only thing he had going for him was a conveyor belt on the stage... then it opened up into a giant stapler with a Greek flag in it.
Hungary: This guy should win purely for the hilarity of his act. He's a professional dancer and his dancing sucked. His song sucked. And his outfit... You can watch his act Here
Latvia: This guy was so impressive I have absolutely no recollection of him.
Lithuania: This guy was quite good. He started out playing the piano; I think he should've stayed there, but whatever.
Netherlands: These guys were brilliant! 3 old(er) guys in silver, sequined suits with fat women pretending to be DJs as backup singers. Absolutely priceless. I'm disappointed they didn't make the finale.
Slovakia: The duo wasn't too bad. He didn't seem to have his heart in it and she struggled with some high notes. In my mind, the song, which was in Slovakian and quite obviously a love song, was about a ham sandwich. I think that may have affected my reaction to it.
The rest didn't really stand out for me.
The Australian commentators were awesome. They called it how they saw it and made very little attempt to hide it when they didn't like an act.