Well, if you read my previous post about Norway it comes as no surprise that none of my favourites left managed to make the superfinal 4... I guess I have to be happy that the Dusty Cowshit thing didn't make it. Instead we have a nice lady - that looks her age instead of being totally botoxed - doing a tasteless and smelless summer dance track that leaves no traces anywhere, if not the memory of two tall dancers. Ven a bailar conmigo a is the title. How Norwegian is that? Oh, and it's written by a certain Swede, Thomas G:son. Enough said.
Well, if you read my previous post about Norway it comes as no surprise that none of my favourites left managed to make the superfinal 4... I guess I have to be happy that the Dusty Cowshit thing didn't make it. Instead we have a nice lady - that looks her age instead of being totally botoxed - doing a tasteless and smelless summer dance track that leaves no traces anywhere, if not the memory of two tall dancers. Ven a bailar conmigo a is the title. How Norwegian is that? Oh, and it's written by a certain Swede, Thomas G:son. Enough said.
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