First things first, we need to take a moment to reflect on that name. Kati. Wolf. There is a strong possibility that the first name is pronounced like “Katie”, but in my head it will always sound like “Catty”. Catty Wolf. Brilliant. Eat your heart out “Pixie Lott”.
This was the Hungarian entry in this year’s Eurovision Song Contest, and a mighty disco thumper it is too. In the best tradition of Eurovision classics, she was a bit ropey and the lyrics didn’t make a great deal of sense, but sweet Sandie Shaw what a tune.
Criminally, it only finished in a fairly dismal 22nd out of 25 on the night – a combination of being overshadowed by Jedward in the running order and a complete inability to sing in tune unless she was rooted to the spot. But I can virtually guarantee that this song will be more beloved in the long term of most than the forgettable Disney ballad that inexplicably emerged victorious. Sometimes, just being present is what matters.
Note: I actually prefer the Hungarian original of this song, as if you’re going to listen to total gobbledygook you might as well go the whole hog.