I suppose it's because Will and I were busy watching TFMJ in "Oliver!" when it was on, but I'm surprised no-one has brought up The Eurovision Song Contest here at The Lock In. After all, it's the perfect excuse to make sweeping statements about foreigners AND post pictures of attractive young ladies.
Estonians-via-Switzerland, Vanilla Ninja. Look at the cowbells on those!
Ortal. She got even fewer points than Javine. But then everyone hates the French.
Check out the Official Eurovision website for the chance to vote for your favourite Eurovision songs of the past 50 years. As well as a few patriotic votes for Lulu and Katrina, I've already voted for "Poupée de cire, poupée de son" sung by France Gall but written by Serge "Lemon Incest" Gainsbourg, and "Ding-a-Dong" by the Netherlands' very own Teach-In. Everybody join in...
When you're feeling alright, everything is up-tight
Try to sing a song that goes ding ding-a-dong
There will be no sorrow when you sing tomorrow
And you walk along with your ding dang dong
Ding-a-dong every hour
When you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Ding-a-dong, listen to it
Maybe it’s a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding ding dong
When you feeling alright, everything is up-tight
Listen to sing a song that goes ding, ding-a-dong
And the world looks sunny, everyone is funny
When they sing a song that goes ding dang dong
Ding-a-dong every hour
When you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Ding-a-dong, listen to it
Maybe it’s a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding ding dong
Ding dang dong, ding-a-dang dong
When you think it’s all over, they let me down
Dry your tears and forget all your sorrow
Try to smile while you say goodbye
(Ding dong ding dong)
Ding dang dong when you’ll wake up tomorrow
When the sun is up in the sky
When you feeling alright, everything is up-tight
Try to sing a song that goes ding, ding-a-dong
There will be no sorrow when you’ll sing tomorrow
And you walk along with your ding dang dong
Ding-a-dong every hour
When you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Ding-a-dong, listen to it
Maybe it’s a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Ding-a-dong every hour
When you pick a flower
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Ding-a-dong, listen to it
Maybe it’s a big hit
Even when your lover is gone, gone, gone
Sing ding ding dong
Early version of that famous "Radio Crimes" cover
New pubs-a-go-go!
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For the first time in nearly 100 years, I'm posting some new pubs.
First up, as we say on the radio, Al and I tried to do a Northern line pub
crawl. Except...
18 years ago
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