Last night we cats all got overexcited and watched the Eurovision Singing Competition, which was being held in the UK - that's the same country that we live in!
The wacky songs were back in force this time, from the very first song (from Austria) being a bizarre number about Edgar Allan Poe, through to the penultimate song from Croatia which was just as strange in its own way.
The best of these by far was Finland's entry, with a strangely dressed singer dancing like a Gumby - the voting mannys seemed to agree with this, and they came second. On the other paw, Germany's "Blood and Glitter" song was pure bonkers Eurovision rock, and might end up being the most memorable from this year's singing competition. Yet it came last.
Colourful Eurovision performances always go down well with big, gay, long cats, and Poland and Albania were good for this. Then there was Australia who had a car on stage, and a keytar giving them '80s vibes - that's the stuff we like to see.
I suspect Armenia's "future lover" is Captain Kirk, since her costume looked like the sort of thing that would be worn by a female guest star in an episode of Star Trek.
Belgium's entry were only minorly eccentric by the standards of this year, like they didn't quite want to fully commit to it for fear of being stopped by the dreaded semi-finals. They would have stood out more in some recent years, but not this time.
My personal favourite this year was the Italian entry, sung by a handsome manny in a fancy shirt. In the end he came fourth, which is not bad, considering the mannys that do the voting normally make a complete mess of it. Just because they're the ones with the thumbs, mew.
Sweden's system for predicting what will be popular and successful in Eurovision (probably a huge machine covered in flashing lights and switches, like a 1960s supercomputer) and then focusing their entry on it with laser-like precision (so that the voters all have to pounce on it) was back on top of its game this year, and they won with a landslide, obvious from very early on in the voting. Which was strange, because all I noticed about the song was the singer's long claws, like she was about to do a claw-claw attack.
The interval act consisting of songs from Liverpool seemed a bit parochial, as though the host city had forgotten about viewers in the rest of the UK, never mind the rest of Eurovision!
The voting was as rubbish as usual, with the new(ish) system still allocating huge blocks of votes to a pawful of countries in a completely opaque manner. I'm beginning to wonder if the mannys who run Eurovision just make it all up.
Mew, who cares if they do? It's still the most wonderful, fabulous Caturday night of the year!
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