Germany sends a gaudy rock band in red vinyl trousers to the ESC. Because the audience prevents the worst, a quiet, very cautious question creeps out of the sinking.
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Marlene Knobloch
Very close, and it would have escalated. You can imagine what could have happened when, during this preliminary decision for the final of the Eurovision Song Contest, the sounds “Ikke, Ikke, Ikke, Ikke” suddenly echoed from the stands like rutting cries, while the party hit singer Ikke Hipgold sang “Lalalala” on the stage. bawls. Fire fountains spray, the wig shakes, “we finally need a song without drinking”. All this before the eyes of Katja Ebstein, who is sitting in the audience and who, after all, took second place with a jazz syncopation.