The Swedish Eurovision song selection programme was on telly tonight so I skulked into the kitchen plannning to sit and listen to my new CD of minimalistic ambient folk music by Spiro. Zoe was not having that. Our little disco girl came and dragged me into the living room to sit through all the entries.Sigh!
Kai to his credit (I suppose) backed the winning song by spaniel-eyed toy boy Eric Saade and was over the moon when it won. It really isn't a very good song but try telling our son that. Ulrika and I sat there and grumbled like a pair of old fogies.
Kai and I have actually seen Eric live: last summer at Gröna Lund. He's a talented enough pop star. But in the middle of the set when he did some ballads, Kai got bored and inisted that we went off for a go on the Wild Mouse rollercoaster. We got back in time for his hit during which he took a shower on stage(!)so Farrow Junior was perfectly satisfied.
Yesterday I bought Kai a couple of classic metal albums by Sabbath and Maiden in the charity shop. I have some work to do on his musical taste!
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