The Schlagerboys have listened to all the Icelandic songs and that's half an hour we won't get back! Well, not quite half an hour because some of them we stopped listening to after 20 seconds. It's frustrating because Iceland keeps threatening to become the new Norway as more euro-fannies fly over to Reykjavik every year for the final, but it never quite delivers.
This year is a case in point; 12 songs, most completely dreary, some downright dreadful. There's only one with a bit of life - "Raddirnar" by Greta Salóme, who stood on a stage with Jónsi (lucky her) a couple of years ago in Baku.
"Raddirnar" gets the Schlagerboy vote because you can jump around in the chorus. But you can't jump around in the same way you could jump around to Euroband or Hera Björk. The verse is all guitary and then the boisterous chorus comes out of nowhere with drums and trumpets and everything. The song stops and starts which is a good thing as it'll give us a time to take a swig of our vodka and diet cokes in the Euroclub while we wait for the next chorus when you can link arms and jump around again.
We don't mind "Augnablik" by Alda Dís Arnardóttir for when we're feeling reflective and moody. And it might get a great big gay-hands-in-the-air remix if it wins, which always helps.
But we're still missing some fabulous Icelandic schlager. And to think they gave us Stjórnin! Bring back fabulousness, Iceland!