I'm not sure we're really giving this our best shot
While locating the clip of the British Engelbert Humperdinck for my last post, I discovered that he will be representing the UK in the 2012 Eurovision Song Contest. At 76, he will be the oldest competitor ever. Scary. I mean, scary that the organisers of Britain's entry couldn't find anyone of the same generation as the bulk of the audience and voters.
A couple of weeks ago I was writing programme notes for Edinburgh Symphony Orchestra, and found the wonderful piece of trivia that Dag Wiren, whose Serenade For Strings we were playing, wrote Sweden's 1965 Eurovision entry. Here it is:
On the whole I think Dag would have been well advised to stick with the day job, given that he could come up with stuff like this:
What's that you say? Who won the 1965 Eurovision? Well, that was the year the competition was dragged biting and scratching into the pop era by this Serge Gainsbourg song. (Embedding disabled.) I must regretfully point out that a 76-year-old lounge singers is perilously close to the kind of entry that France Gall's wax doll shovelled aside. I dare say he can still sing, but win?