Dissing Eurovision? Not on my watch, soldier! The Eurovision Song Contest is skill. Abba and their star-shaped guitars, Bucks Fizz whipping their skirts off, Gina G giving it laldy, unorthodox Finnish death metal types, pneumatic Greek wallopers in low-cut frocks, eastern bloc Hi-NRG gay disco stompers, tedious cypriot balladeers, cringeworthy Irish my-lovely-horse imitators, all human life is here and it's all good. A smorgasbord of Europop fun here.