No, not Thanksgiving, we are talking music. Well, sort of an approximation to music. This is the time of year when countries all over Europe get down to the serious business of choosing which song will represent them at the Eurovision Song Contest. It is, of course, an exercise in seeing just how awful a song you can stomach in pursuit of the noble cause of trying to win. I have long since given up paying any attention to the UK entries because they always seem to manage the awfulness without having any of the attendant character required. The UK would never have gone with Lordi (though they may, at some point, go with a Lordi clone now that rubber masks have been done). The Irish, on the other hand, seem to know how to win this thing (they have done so seven times), and this year they have a real turkey. Well, not quite real, he’s a puppet. But this year’s Irish entry will be sung by Dustin the Turkey. Through the magic of YouTube, here is Dustin singing the Irish entry: “Douze Pointes for Ireland”.
But maybe that’s not the final version, because here’s another one, with video this time, and much more of that classic Eurovision beat. Here (thanks Frank) is “Irlande Douze Pointe”:
Fabulous. I’m voting for him.
The second clip is from the competition shown last night. Dustin has been around a long time by the way.
But which version is he going to sing in the competition? I kind of like the acoustic, but I can see that in order win Eurovision you really need half-naked dancing girls and rhinestones.
I gather Dustin is something of a fixture on the Irish political scene, a bit like dear old Screaming Lord Such used to be over here.