Until very recently, the nicest things I could think of citing about the annual Eurovision Song Contest were
a) it gave some of our friends — both the flamboyant and the bookish — an excuse to have a party.
b) Kimberly Rew, of Soft Boys / Waves fame, authored a Eurovision winner in 1997’s “Love Shine-A-Light.”
d) no matter how much Eurovision sucks, it’s still more fun than watching some sub-Curtis Stigers douchebag that looks like a slightly younger version of Jay Leno become an overnight sensation (attention haters : I am not referring to Greg Dulli, so you can stop right there).
Well, you can add the following to the list :
e) The improbable rise of Lordi.
If only the USA was eligible, this competition could really be Bronson Arroyo’s big break.