
HahHAR! We won, we won we won! Lordi kicked seven kinds of shit out of the Eurovision! Oh Gods, they looked hilarious. Decked out head to toe like something out of Hellraiser, they stalked about the stage like maniacs. Gods, I loved the vocalist's boots, and his wings... grief, I love these guys. Everyone else seemed to sgree, because they beat everyone by fifty points! Hell, even the UK gave them the full twelve. It was great to watch as the usual shit entrants were forgotten in favour of a bunch of lunatics in monster costumes. Resurrects my faith in humanity.
The best part was watching as the presenter had to kiss the lead singer, who looked like a viking version of Freddy Kreugar. The look on her face was priceless, she looked as though she might be sick. Probably went to wash her mouth out with bleach afterwards. I want6ed to have been there to hug tjhe bloody bastards. They'd managed to make a laughing-stock out of the Eurovision, and that's worth about a million points.
It was so much fun, Finland's never so much as gotten into the semi-finals, apparently, but with these guys they steamrolled the competition. Eurovision looked disgusted, and at the end, when the winners play the winning track, they ran the credits as quickly as possible and cut them off mid-song. But what a way to go.
Metal fans rejoice! We have won a crushing victory against the followers of bad pop.