The intermission show I liked. I'd love to go through the wardrobe and props closet.
Some of the postcards were great. Some of them were less great. Some of them lent to an argument between me and my mother.
The intonation of the hosts was all over the place. The media here is far too concerned with their pronunciation, as if there's anything wrong with regional accents, while it's the disjointed flow of their speech that makes it difficult to understand.
I'd kept from hearing any of the songs, save our own, as I like to keep the experience pristine for the night(s) of the competition. Out of tonight's contestants I liked Cyprus, Montenegro, the Netherlands, Latvia, Serbia, and Macedonia. Out of these the last three qualified.
Poland's entree deserves to die in a pit of fire. Fortunately we won't be seeing it again.