Eurovision 1966: Austrian man wins on third consecutive attempt, a Swedish swineherd takes silver and the UK flop with a man in a kilt
Winner 1966: Udo Jurgens performs Merci, Cherie for Austria
The result of the 1966 Contest sticks out like a sore thumb compared to all its other sixties counterparts.
All of the nations who otherwise dominated in the Contest's first full decade did either badly or mediocre-ly at the Villa Louvigny, the venue for the 1962 event. Italy was last with its only nul points to date, France scored just one point to finish 16th, two-times winners and reigning champ Luxembourg was 10th and the UK a dismal ninth - which could have been an even lowlier 14th/15th were it none for the final vote of the night. Switzerland was the only country with a respectable record to do respectably - finishing sixth.
But the winner was a man who proved that if at first you don't succeed, try, try and try again...
Your 1966 fabulous facts.
(a) Udo Jurgens won the 1966 Contest with 31 points - also his age at the time he won. That total was almost twice as many points as the Swedish duo which claimed the runner-up spot.
It was a continuation of Udo's upward trend that began in Copenhagen in 1964 where he finished sixth with Warum nar Warum?. British entrant Matt Monro liked the song so much he had his manager, Don Black, put English lyrics to it. As Walk Away, it reached number four in the UK charts and the US Top 30.
In Naples in 1965 he finished fourth with Sag ihr, ich lass sie grüßen (catchy...) before making it to the top of the podium with the simple piano song Merci, Cherie. It translates as Thank You, Darling.
Udo is one of the few Contest winners to go on to have a stellar career. A legendary hitmaker in the German-speaking nations, a concert he held in Vienna in 1992 attracted 220,000 spectators, which still ranks as one of the biggest attendances for a live show, ever. He also had a huge hit with Germany's World Cup song of 1978, Beunos Dias, Argentina. He's still performing today at the age of 74, and the Jurgens song most British people will be familiar with is Reach For the Stars. Not the S Club 7 tune it's only possible to dance to while inebriated, but Shirley Bassey's UK number one hit from 1961.
(b) In second place was Sweden with the song Nygammal Vals, which either translates as New Old-Fashioned Waltz or The Hip Swineherder (Swedish sounds like a fascinating language to learn).
These two can come the pub with Boom Bang a Blog any time. And the flautist.
It was performed by the popular (in Scandinavia) jazz singer Lill Lindfors and Svante Thuresson (the one with the beard). Nineteen years later, Lill would host the Contest when it was held in Gothenburg, proving herself to be an extremely funny, self-deprecating lady, whom many fans still single out as the best presenter ever. You get a flavour of her cheeky minxishness in this performance - just look at her eyes while she's singing.
(c) Just one point behind the woman who would go on to host the 1985 Contest was the lady who would present the show in 1986.
She's going straight back to the library to work on that very serious essay once she's finished this song.
Norway's Ase Kleveland looked less like an extra from The Liver Birds when she took on her next Eurovision-related job, but this very serious guitar-based number was Norway's best placing to date - and would remain so until the night Lill took charge of the scoreboard in Gothenburg, but we're getting ahead of you Eurobluffers here.
(d) As Boom Bang a Blog has already mentioned in a previous entry, 1966 saw Eurovision's first ever black entrant. Milly Scott sang the amigo-inspired Fernando en Phillipo for the Netherlands but only got two points - one each from Ireland and the UK.
(e) Denmark took a long break from Eurovision following the 1966 Contest. They wouldn't be back until 1978.
(f) And, oh, BBC, what were you thinking..? After sending a bona fide pop star to Naples to claim silver, what did Auntie decide to follow it up with? Yes, that's right, opera-trained Kenneth McKellar in full Scots regalia. To date, 1966 is the only time that the UK has had the plum draw of being the last song on stage in the running order - a surefire way to stick in the juries' minds, especially with an uptempo pop number. So what did we send? This... (oh, I can barely look).
Kenneth McKellar is A Man Without Love. He hasn't got very many points, either.
Kenneth's Song For Europe heat appears to have been wiped from the archives, which is a real shame, as one of the songs the public could plump for was Comes the Time, co-written by Ron Grainer, the man who composed the Doctor Who theme tune - and theatre director and raconteur Ned Sherrin. This needs to be heard - and quickly.
With the UK voting last - and unable to vote for itself, Kenneth was on a miserable three points before the penultimate jury of the night, Ireland, was called. Possibly recognising a fellow Celt, they awarded Kenneth the full five points, giving him eight points and ninth place. It would be 31 years before an Irish jury gave the British song maximum points again, but we're sure that's got nothing to do with politics (ahem).
Ninth place! The UK's worst ever showing after a seven-year run of either second or fourth-place finishers. What could the BBC possibly do to find a song that could bring that elusive Eurovision trophy home?
If only they could find a pop singer. A singer who was going through troubled times and needed a new project to provide an upswing in luck. A singer who never wore shoes on stage. A singer they could marry up with a song about that universal subject of marionettes, with a sound so equally universal it would appeal to almost every jury listening on the night.
But... where oh where would they find an act like that in time for Eurovision 1967?
Until next time.
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We need more hairy-legged highlanders at Eurovision, in kilts, preferably a score younger than our Kenneth and looking less like a history teacher with a penchant for the dandy. “A man without love is only half a man” is not a statement everyone would agree with, and I can’t say “all [my] life is roses and rainbows and songbirds”, but in general I’d give this the nod. It seems wilfully old-fashioned for the mid-’60s and is just as overblown in its way as Spain’s effort, but the arrangement is lovely, and Mr McKellar has a strong voice. Perhaps he was without love for so long because he took it all so seriously? Strap of a man though. The audience clearly appreciate a bit of skirt. Why do the BBC not have the imagination these days to send someone in national costume?
It is still quite beyond belief that the BBC thought Kenneth McKellar would be an ideal representative at Eurovision one year after sending the super pop singer Kathy Kirby. Anyone less likely to win the contest than McKellar is hard to imagine. One of the songs in the Song for Europe that year was called ‘A Touch of the Tartan’, which in the highly unlikely event of it winning SFE, would have no doubt taken the rest of Europe by storm. ’A Man Without Love’ would have been better entitled ‘A Man Without Votes’. McKellar’s performance was so awful there should have been an air-raid warning so the audience could have hidden in sound-proof bunkers. He looked like an overweight lobotomised rabbit and I’ve seen glove puppets with more animation. The whole performance moved at the pace of a funeral hearse with flat tyres and was about as welcome as the Black Death, but seemed to last considerably longer. Mind you the winning dirge ‘Merci Cherie’ was almost as bad. Cherie is very much a name I would never associate with the words ‘Thank You’, unless it was “Thank you for going away and never coming back.” And as for the utter rubbish from Sweden, it must the only time that one of the singers had to sing over the shoulder of the other as they were hogging the microphone. 1966 was truly a dreadful contest with almost nothing to redeem it other than Portugal’s ‘Ele e ela’ which inexplicably got even fewer votes than the UK.