Lordi, Lordi, Lordi. Eurovision. Heheheheheh.

What? You really thought I wouldn't do that, didn't you?

Thanks to Anonymous no.1 for kindly updating me about the most recent Eurovision song contest winner. In case you don't sit with eyes glued to the telly as Mr. Wogan presents the annual Euro-pop shindig in his dulcet Irish tones (so soothing), this year's winnah was a Finnish monster rock band. Quite literally. Sporting scary Halloween masks and fright wigs, they wROaaaWwwCKed their way through the charming ditty "Hard Rock Hallelujah". Really. It's on radio 2 "listen again" and everything. Terry Wogan does not lie.

I don't know whether to laugh or weep tears of salmiakki into my Nalle porridge and lingonberries. Probably laugh with great abba-ddon. Especially since they received something like the highest number of votes ever.

Anyhow, lead singer Lordi accessorises with devil's horns in his hair (always good for disguising a growing-out perm), red-eyed skulls on his kneecaps and a battleaxe microphone. So whyohwhy does my mind now drift inexorably towards thoughts of He-Man's arch-enemy, Skeletor? (click on "Accessories" for the full glory). I have no idea, but Lordi has the poweeeeeeerr. The poweeeeeerr to overturn years of Euro-cheese and defeat the combined forces of Lulu, Dana International and Bucks Fizz. Boom Bang-a-Bang, dudes. Boom, Bang-a-Bang, La la la and Diggi Loo-Diggi Ley.