So how do we decide whether to stay in or not? Over the coming weeks there will be arguments for both sides. We have to separate the facts from the guff and make an informed choice based on our future within the organisation rather than our questionable past.
My relationship with Eurovision has always been ambivalent. There were so many bad memories as well as good ones associated with it... Particularly as the BBC of the time presented their cold face of moral rectitude in censuring me for being named in the divorce case of someone I believed I was engaged to and who turned out to already have a wife. Rolf Harris, his manager, his director and the BBC conspired to have me removed from his TV show in which I was presenting the six Eurovision songs to the viewers. They did not want me to harm his reputation as a family entertainer...
Drama and tragedy: Greek concepts, Greek words and the Greeks love them both. Yet to top them off, there's nothing that the average Greek loves more than a good song and dance. From the lyre to the bouzouki and all manners of drums and dancing in between, music is one part of an ancient culture that no Grexit can extinguish.
Politics, human rights, popular culture: in all these aspects of life in the UK, we seem to be at odds with our relationship with our continental friends.
A quick check of the scoreboard revealed that the UK had climbed to five points, not that anyone cared. It was all about Sweden vs. Putin. Astonishingly, Cyprus gave Greece eight points instead of the customary 12. What the hell was happening?
I would like to wish 28-year-old Polina Gagarina the best of luck, however she will not be receiving my support, and I hope this will be the case for many fellow LGBT viewers across Europe. The Eurovision song contest may be just that, a singing competition, but it is a platform that celebrates diversity and gives a voice to so many voiceless groups in our continent.
Who can we expect to see on the winners podium? Here are the acts to keep an eye out for.
As easy as it is to be snarky about Eurovision, there is a lot of genuinely well-crafted pop going on there too, so we at Popbitch decided to afford it the respect that such effort deserves. We analysed hundreds and hundreds of Eurovision entries since 2000 to see if there is any sort of scientific formula for success...
Whatever your preference - anthemic Russians, operatic Italians or telegenic teens from Tel Aviv - you'll find something to whet your aural and visual tastes at Eurovision. Crack open a bottle this Saturday night (you'll need one!) and enjoy the festivities!
As licence-fee payers, shouldn't we have a say in the artist and song that represents our country in an international competition? As consistently one of the highest-rated programes on television in the country in the whole year, shouldn't the lead-up programme be shown on a mainstream channel (rather than hidden behind the Red Button)?
It has emerged that the winner of last weekend's Eurovision Song Contest, Austrian drag act Conchita Wurst, was not the choice of the elite juries that cast half the votes in the annual Euro-singathon. Instead, Wurst swept to victory thanks to the support of the public, who decided that behind the camp persona and hype there was actually quite a good song (at least, relative to the others). Conchita was the people's choice.
Russian officials have banned a parade of bearded men and women due to take place on 27 May in Moscow because 'beards are immoral'.
All Conchita's done is put the bearded lady right back where she always was. What is Eurovision but a successor of the old carnivals and freak shows, where anarchy and disorder were kept safely contained? You could get your cheap thrill staring at the weird and different, and still sleep easy in your bed at night.
Eurovision has always been the embodiment of everything that is weird and wonderful about Europe. Although trends change and the boundaries of what constitutes 'outrageous' shift with every competition, Eurovision has continued to be a citadel of glittery splendour...
It was Conchita Wurst of Austria who stole the night. Her song 'Rise Like a Phoenix', was incredibly reminiscent of an old Bond theme, and ran away with the competition, racking up a total of 290 points. But it wasn't just her song that won it...
Such is our love for the annual procession of weirdness that the 'Eurovision party' is actually a thing now. As a lover of Eurovision, here are the three golden rules that I follow when watching Eurovision. You should follow them too if you want to have the correct kind of fun.