Showing posts with label Abba. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Abba. Show all posts

Saturday, 15 November 2025

Baby, Baby











Lordy.

Her Serene Highness Princess Reuss, Countess of Plauen - better known to you and I as Frida Lyngstad from Abba is 80 years old today!

Her phenomenal success as one-quarter of one of the world's most successful bands of all time, as well as her rocky love life with Benny (prior to becoming a solo singer in the 1980s and a Princess, to boot), is well-documented.

Less well-known, perhaps, is the fact she was a major star in her own right long before the foursome ever recorded together. Here, having just won the Swedish New Faces, is Frida's first television appearance:

Here she is in 1970, with a rather good rendition of one of gayest of gay anthems by The Master, Noel Coward:

And, speaking of "gay", here's her hilarious version of Baby Love - with two of the campest backing singer/dancers ever to grace a stage! I never tire of this clip:

Many happy returns, Your Highness! Anni-Frid Synni Lyngstad (born 15th November 1945).

Friday, 4 April 2025

Take me through the darkness to the break of the day

A Friday, in the middle of the most glorious Spring, with a sunny weekend forecast? Yayyyyyyy!

Tomorrow happens to be the 75th birthday of the lovely Agnetha Fältskog of ABBA, so what better way to get the party started than with one of the Swedish super-group's more "club-worthy" numbers [as also featured - in a very different version - last week]?

Thank Disco It's Friday!


Half past twelve
And I'm watching the late show in my flat all alone
How I hate to spend the evening on my own
Autumn winds
Blowing outside the window as I look around the room
And it makes me so depressed to see the gloom

There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer

Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day

Movie stars
Find the end of the rainbow, with a fortune to win
It's so different from the world I'm living in
Tired of T.V.
I open the window and I gaze into the night
But there's nothing there to see, no one in sight

There's not a soul out there
No one to hear my prayer

Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Won't somebody help me chase the shadows away
Gimme gimme gimme a man after midnight
Take me through the darkness to the break of the day


Have a great weekend, dear reader - enjoy the sunshine!

Wednesday, 30 October 2024

Ring, ring, the happiest sound of them all

It is our dear friend John-John's [dare I say it? - 65th] birthday today!

Our little gang - of course - had a "gathering" to mark the occasion on Saturday, but...

...he is "ABBA's Number One Fan", after all - so how about an old, old favourite mash-up to mark the occasion?

Many happy returns, you old queen!!

Sunday, 7 April 2024

We looked like nuts













"In my honest opinion we looked like nuts in those years. Nobody can have been as badly dressed on stage as we were." - Björn Ulvaeus.

It is fifty years this weekend since Abba stormed the previously stuffy old Eurovision Song Contest (held in 1974 in the UK's gayest city, Brighton, aptly enough), and embarked on a world-conquering musical journey in the process. Suffice to say, nothing quite like them nor their song Waterloo had ever been seen before...

My, my, at Waterloo Napoleon did surrender
Oh yeah, and I have met my destiny in quite a similar way
The history book on the shelf
Is always repeating itself

Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo - Promise to love you for ever more
Waterloo - Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo - Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo - Finally facing my Waterloo

My, my, I tried to hold you back but you were stronger
Oh yeah, and now it seems my only chance is giving up the fight
And how could I ever refuse
I feel like I win when I lose

Waterloo - I was defeated, you won the war
Waterloo - Promise to love you for ever more
Waterloo - Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo - Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo - Finally facing my Waterloo

So how could I ever refuse
I feel like I win when I lose -

Waterloo - Couldn't escape if I wanted to
Waterloo - Knowing my fate is to be with you
Waterloo - Finally facing my Waterloo

Half a century ago? Gawd, I am old...

Saturday, 28 October 2023

Crackin' up

We're off later this afternoon for a get-together in one of our fave pubs, the Penderel's Oak in Holborn, to celebrate our friend John-John's birthday (which is actually on Monday).

It's also Hallowe'en weekend (that's on Tuesday) so we fully expect to see a load of people dressed up as witches, bitches, vampires and the like as the evening progresses!

John-John being Abba's "Number One Fan", I thought it appropriate to feature something from the Swedish supergroup's back catalogue by way of a celebration...

...and it's definitively their spookiest number:

I hear the door-bell ring and suddenly the panic takes me
The sound so ominously tearing through the silence
I cannot move, I'm standing
Numb and frozen
Among the things I love so dearly
The books, the paintings and the furniture
Help me...

The signal's sounding once again and someone tries the doorknob
None of my friends would be so stupidly impatient
And they don't dare to come here
Any more now
But how I loved our secret meetings
We talked and talked in quiet voices
Smiling...

Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror ever growing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up

These walls have witnessed all the anguish of humiliation
And seen the hope of freedom glow in shining faces
And now they've come to take me
Come to break me
And yet it isn't unexpected
I have been waiting for these visitors
Help me...

Now I hear them moving
Muffled noises coming through the door
I feel I'm
Crackin' up
Voices growing louder, irritation building
And I'm close to fainting
Crackin' up
They must know by now I'm in here trembling
In a terror ever growing
Crackin' up
My whole world is falling, going crazy
There is no escaping now, I'm
Crackin' up

Crackin' up? Moi? Not bloody likely - but who knows, after another all-day drinking sesh?

Thursday, 20 April 2023

Flying the Flags

We're only a few weeks away from the biggest event this country has seen in decades!

No, not the Coronation - the Eurovision Song Contest (being held in Liverpool)!!

For no particular reason other than I want to, here are just fifteen of my personal favourites from the world's largest, shinest and campest music festival (now in its 67th year)...

The Eurovision Song Contest final will be held on 13th May 2023.

I can't wait!

Sunday, 29 January 2023

Having the time of your life

"Whatever sorcery this is, it works – and then some." - NME

Wow. There are few words that can adequately sum up the spectacle that is ABBA Voyage...

Housed in its own (flat-pack; easily transportable to another location) purpose-built 3000-capacity arena at the Queen Elizabeth Olympic Park in Stratford, East London, it has sold out to full capacity practically every night since opening in May 2022. And for very good reason.

Despite the band officially splitting up forty years beforehand, the popularity of ABBA continued unabated in the intervening decades - boosted by their songs being featured in films such as Muriel's Wedding, the continued strong sales for their Greatest Hits album, and (of course) the popularity of the Mamma Mia behemoth. I've said many times, love 'em or loathe 'em, everyone knows the words to all of their hits! And hits galore there were on Friday night, when John-John, Madam Arcati and I went along to see the show.

The air crackled with excitement around the arena (tiered seating and "dancefloor" standing-room alike), as (after one of several animated sequences that serve to break up the evening's "live" segments) the unmistakably dramatic opening bars of The Visitors boomed from the 291 speakers - and rising through the floor came the "Fab Four" themselves!

At this point, my heart almost stopped - there they were indeed, hair swishing, costumes sparkling, youthful and at the peak of their powers. Suspension of disbelief is an oft-used cliché, but in this case it truly fits. Everything is believable; the band's interactions, the dancing, the smiles, the hugs, the flirting, their sheer charm (even the hairs on Benny's arms) are all there to see, clear as day. Yet these are merely the product of an amazing trompe-l'œil, courtesy of the brilliance of CGI specialists Industrial Light and Magic (the brains behind the Marvel Cinematic Universe) - the result of a painstaking process of motion capture photography using 120 cameras and hours of dedication from Benny, Bjorn, Agnetha and Frida (each of them now in their 70s) - to convince us all that we had been transported back to 1979, watching them perform on stage.

"I was left with no idea what was real and what was not. This bears overstating: I literally could not believe my eyes." - The Standard

And what a performance! They crammed in hit after hit - "performing" SOS, Chiquitita, Fernando, Mamma Mia, Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight) "live", accompanied by their excellent real-life backing band (who had their own chance to shine, with an energetic rendition of Does Your Mother Know?). Knowing Me, Knowing You and Lay All Your Love on Me were projected, video-style, on the 65ft-tall screens that stretched as a panorama all around the walls (and on opaque giant discs suspended over the audience), and Eagle and Voulez Vous served as backing music for the continuing animated segments - hilariously explained away by "Bjorn" as "breaks for costume changes". [Each member of the band had a turn at addressing the audience, segments that just added to the hyper-realism of the experience.]

Adding to the theatrics, of course, was the extravagant and brilliant light-show - from hundreds of pin-spotlights dancing across the audience, to the spinning mirrors reflecting laser-beams, to the neon-lit stage and the climactic multi-coloured dancing rope-lights over our heads and across the entire room.


"...the most enduring pleasure of the whole endeavour is exactly how uncheesy Voyage is; how it is not a Madame Tussauds with go-faster stripes." - The Guardian

It wouldn't be an "ABBA concert" if they didn't take time to slow things down a little, and they cleverly segued the classic When All Is Said And Done into the two hits from their "reunion" album from last year (also called Voyage), Don't Shut Me Down and I Still Have Faith in You - which was in itself a bit of a mindfuck, for here was the "1979 ABBA" singing songs from decades later - before having a bit of a laugh and a joke about their 1974 Eurovision Song Contest winning appearance [at which, notoriously, the UK jury gave them nul points], with a projection of that very performance of Waterloo on opaque screens above the stage.

The audience, including us, was unanimously on its feet by this stage (of course) and, with a rousing sing-along on Thank You For The Music, it was inevitable that the finale would be that eternal crowd-pleaser Dancing Queen!

Of course, with the audience in a state of near hysteria, and the deafening applause, there had to be an encore - The Winner Takes It All. Then, as the youthful ABBA departed the stage came the biggest surprise of all - as the Benny, Bjorn, Agnetha and Anni-Frid of today took to the stage to thank the audience and take a bow!! Or did they..? [Nope. They, too, were CGI "ABBA-tars".]

It was one of the most impressive things I have ever seen. A once-in-a-lifetime experience, indeed...

ABBAVoyage.com

[click any pic to embiggen - for the full-size versions right-click and "open image in new tab"]

Friday, 27 January 2023

A sense of expectation hangin' in the air

The weekend is just around the corner - and we're off tonight (thanks to joint birthday/Xmas gifts from the Swedish super-group's #1 fan John-John) to see the much-vaunted ABBA Voyage virtual concert in its glittering purpose-built arena in Stratford.

Can't wait!!

Here's a fave number from the (real) legends themselves; a perfect way to celebrate the end of another tedious week - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a great weekend, dear reader!

Friday, 28 October 2022

Well, I can dance with you, honey, if you think it's funny

There's light at the end of the tunnel, dear reader, as we crawl towards the end of another week.



I got paid on Thursday, the unseasonable warm spell across the UK is set to continue for a pleasant change, and...

...we actually do have a party to go to tonight!

It's our friend John-John's birthday next week, and we're off to Wetherspoons in Holborn for copious amounts of drink and a laugh with chums.

Happy birthday, you old fart - and have some Abba!

Thank Disco It's Friday!

Saturday, 27 August 2022

You're in the mood for a dance, and when you get the chance...



As our last Bank Holiday weekend is upon us, and the weather looks fine and warm for our "Grand Picnic" this afternoon [although a darn sight cooler than the searing heat we had for months this year], it's worth taking one last visit in our TARDIS to that other "long, hot summer" - 1976!

In a spookily similar way to the UK in 2022, 46 years ago we were struggling with not just a massive drought and hosepipe bans [which broke, with storms and floods this very week in '76], but also a lengthy contest for the position of Prime Minister after the departure of the incumbent [back then it was Harold Wilson who resigned], strikes, raging inflation [retail price inflation reached 27% per year in August 1976], economic meltdown thanks to a fuel crisis [although that one had actually begun three years earlier in 1973], cuts in public expenditure, riots and civil disobedience. All that's missing these days is the bloody IRA!

Even ABBA are back - albeit in "ABBAtar" form - but they were at their zenith this week in 1976, with this one at #1 [where it would remain until October]!

As I said on a previous occasion when I featured this song: "What queen, to this day, cannot sing every word to this one?"

Thursday, 16 December 2021

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me

Our "Mad Abba-fan" friend John-John would never forgive me if I didn't acknowledge the fact that the creative eminence that is Benny Andersson blows out seventy-five candles on his cake today!

From one master of the musical arts to another pair of geniuses - a tribute by our eternal faves here at Dolores Delargo Towers, Erasure:


Where are those happy days, they seem so hard to find
I tried to reach for you, but you have closed your mind
Whatever happened to our love?
I wish I understood
It used to be so nice, it used to be so good

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me
S. O. S.
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?

You seem so far away though you are standing near
You made me feel alive, but something died I fear
I really tried to make it out
I wish I understood
What happened to our love, it used to be so good

So when you're near me, darling can't you hear me
S. O. S.
The love you gave me, nothing else can save me
S. O. S.
When you're gone
How can I even try to go on?
When you're gone
Though I try how can I carry on?

Tuesday, 7 September 2021

Do I have it in me? I believe it is in there


"Hey Mr DJ, put your knickers on"..?

Time for a selection of the "newer" choons that have caught my ear again, dear chums!

Before we go there however, it's worth noting that we're currently in the midst of Rosh Hashanah, the Jewish New Year - traditionally celebrated by "raising a noise" and blowing a horn. There are a few "horns" in this video featuring Tel Aviv's finest and house fave Uriel Yekutiel that I wouldn't mind blowing...

Shanah Tovah!

Onwards and upwards... Let's start with the "big releases" [since their reunion and forthcoming album is all over the news, it's inevitable] from ABBA, shall we?

The portent for the album is very promising, indeed - of these two "teasers", however, I prefer the second of the pair...

By complete contrast, here's the latest from everyone's favourite spunky Croatian pluckers - doing battle with Bon Jovi and winning:

Speaking about "winning battles"... We haven't heard much from [another house fave here at Dolores Delargo Towers] Señorita Monica Naranjo in a while, but here she is, paying tribute to smashing a song originally recorded by none other than Kim Wilde...

The next video is included here not because I particularly like the song, the music nor the singer's voice, but merely because of the excessive amount of ripe flesh Mr Mendes likes to show off - and who are we to argue? Watch it with the sound down, and it's rather good...

[The review in the Guardian made me hoot, as well: "In the UK, it has only been a summer of love if your passion is lateral flow tests or overpaying for a holiday cottage in Cornwall – but clearly, Shawn’s had a better couple of months. Here he boasts about drinking tequila, staying in bed all day and shagging so much it “felt like we were 18” again, which, given he’s still only 23, isn’t actually that impressive."]

As highlighted recently by Mr Device, I do like the new one by "Our Sophie" and her hubby's band The Feeling (from the soundtrack to the forthcoming Everybody’s Talking About Jamie film):

And finally... "Little Miss Weekend-without-an E" and his latest banger!

As usual, let me know what you think, dear reader.

Friday, 3 September 2021

It's elusive, call it glitter

Almost there...

It never ceases to amaze me how a "short week" [we had a Bank Holiday on Monday] can feel like it has dragged so very, very slowly - but hey ho! Another weekend is a-looming. I am off to a BBQ with friends in Battersea tomorrow, so we hope the weather stays dry!

Meanwhile, the media and the world in general (in particular our friend John-John, who is a bit of a fanatic) are having a frenzy over the news that ABBA has re-formed to record a new album [only five years after they first announced it!], so let's go there, shall we? - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

End of night a new day dawning
And the first birds start to sing
In the pale light of the morning
Nothing's worth remembering
It's a dream, it's out of reach
Scattered driftwood on the beach

Summer night city
Summer night city

Waiting for the sunrise, soul dancing in the dark
Summer night city
Walking in the moonlight, love-making in the park
Summer night city

In the sun I feel like sleeping
I can't take it for too long
My impatience slowly creeping
Up my spine and growing strong
I know what's waiting there for me
Tonight I'm loose and fancy-free
Ah-ah

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't resist the strange attraction
From that giant dynamo
Lots to take and lots to give
Time to breathe and time to live

Waiting for the sunrise, soul dancing in the dark
Summer night city
Walking in the moonlight, love-making in the park
Summer night city

It's elusive, call it glitter
Somehow something turns me on
Some folks only see the litter
We don't miss them when they're gone
I love the feeling in the air
My kind of people everywhere

When the night comes with the action
I just know it's time to go
Can't resist the strange attraction
From that giant dynamo
And tomorrow, when it's dawning
And the first birds start to sing
In the pale light of the morning
Nothing's worth remembering
It's a dream, it's out of reach
Scattered driftwood on a beach

Waiting for the sunrise, soul dancing in the dark
Summer night city
Walking in the moonlight, love-making in the park
Summer night city

Have a good one, dear reader!

Sunday, 15 November 2020

Baby, baby

Sharing her celebrations with another weird and wonderful collection of the great and the good (and not so good) including not-yet-a-Dame Petula Clark, Mantovani, Daniel Barenboim, William Pitt the Elder, Ed Asner, Roberto Cavalli, Aneurin Bevan, Richmal Crompton, J. G. Ballard, Jonny Lee Miller, Sacheverell Sitwell, Alexander O'Neal, Peter Phillips and - erm - Erwin Rommel...

...it's the 75th birthday today of Princess Anni-Frid, Dowager Countess of Plauen, better known, of course, as Frida!

Her career with Abba is more than well known and catered for elsewhere - so, to mark this faboo milestone, I need no excuse to revisit this remarkable bit of campery from the then Miss Lyngstad's early solo career!

Grattis på födelsedagen, Frida!

Saturday, 25 April 2020

I feel like I wanna sing when you do your thing



Many happy returns to one of the biggest names in pop music Mr Björn Ulvaeus, the mastermind (with Benny Andersson) behind the hits of Abba - who is (scarily) 75 years old today!

Despite the jangly glam-pop and extravagant balladeering that became the mainstay of Abba's roller-coaster ride to world domination in the '70s and '80s, Mr Ulvaeus' roots were firmly founded in the strange world of Scandinavian folk music, starting with his very popular (in Sweden) combo The Hootenanny Singers.

As one wag said in the comments on YouTube: "I didn't know Max von Sydow sang with Bjorn..."


Thank heavens he discovered glitter and lurex!


Love 'em or hate 'em, everyone can still sing along to Abba...

Björn Kristian Ulvaeus (born 25th April 1945)

Friday, 16 November 2018

Caring, sharing



Finally! Another long, stressful week is over and, as ever - that's our cue for a bit of a party!

A remix party at that...



First up, yesterday was not only the birthday of dear Pet Clark, but also that of another fantabulosa lady-in-our-lives - Anni-Frid Synni, Dowager Princess Reuss of Plauen, better known (of course) as Frida from Abba. Here's a rather faboo mix of the lady's biggest solo hit, to celebrate...


Many happy returns, Your Highness!

Sadder news broke on Thursday, however, when we awoke to the news that Babs Beverley, one of that fabled and eternally camp trio sometimes popularly known as "the Bevs", had died aged 91.



And here, by way of a tribute, is a double-bill of songs by the girls, as you've probably never heard them before:



Love it - and Thank Disco It's Friday!

Have a good one, my lovelies.

Saturday, 25 August 2018

I really tried to make it out; I wish I understood



Campness abounds!

The world's music gossip meejah is a-buzz with the impending release of Cher's album of ABBA covers - and, of course, the gayest DJs are already swarming all over every leaked track, with mash-ups galore.

Thanks to dear John-John (ABBA-fanatic extraordinaire), here's the latest - Cher versus ABBA and S.O.S.:


...and here's another one from a few weeks ago, as one Queen of Pop meets another:


Faboo!

Friday, 29 December 2017

If you've got no place to go, if you're feeling down



John-John, Paul and trolled over to the Southbank yesterday for a unique experience - the ABBA: Super Troupers exhibition, and it was quite fab. Guided through a series of individual rooms (accompanied by the dulcet tones of unlikely ABBA-fan Jarvis Cocker), it began with an archetypal 1970s British living-room (complete with primary-coloured floral print crockery, tiny TV and the general hue of orange and teak) at about the time that the (other) Fab Four exploded into our consciousness by winning Eurovision.

From there, we walked through the Scandinavian woodland of the group's folk-festival roots, the hotel suite in Brighton where they celebrated their song contest win in 1974, their recording studio, backstage at their blockbuster Australian stadium tour, through the cloakroom (and toilets!) of a typical 70s nightclub, to "Agnetha's room" from the Winner Takes It All video, and finally onto a luxurious aeroplane... All these excellent scenarios were, of course, the settings in which a variety of sheet music, stage costumes and memorabilia - as well as scene-setting audio clips - were proudly and cleverly displayed. Thoroughly enjoyable!

Who else should I feature on this wet and miserable day, as our eyes fix firmly on our annual NYE party to come this weekend, than Benny, Bjorn, Anni-Frid and Agnetha themselves? Thank Disco - and thank ABBA - it's Friday!


2018 beckons...

Saturday, 8 April 2017

Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum



Having spent the day in the company of arch-Abba-fanatic our friend John-John, expert Carl Magnus Palm and a host of anoraks enthusiasts for all things to do with the Swedish super-quartet, at the international launch of Mr Palm's updated version of his magnum opus "ABBA - The Complete Recording Sessions", I thought it only fitting to visit one of their extremely early ventures into pop soon-to-be-super-stardom...

Here's the fabulously lyrical Bang-A-Boomerang, for your delectation:


Making somebody happy is a question of give and take
You can learn how to show it so come on, give yourself a break
Every smile and every little touch
Don't you know that they mean so much
Sweet sweet kisses so tender
Always will return to sender

Like a bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Dum-be-dum-dum be-dum-be-dum-dum
Oh bang, a boom-a-boomerang
Love is a tune you hum-de-hum-hum
So give it away, I think you'll learn
You'll get love in return
So bang, a boom-a-boomerang is love
A boom-a-boomerang is love


If you say so, dears.

Friday, 16 December 2016

Well I can dance with you honey if you think it's funny


A giant disco ball made from a cement truck.

I survived the office party. There may well be some rather embarrassed silences today, I surmise, however - judging by some of the inappropriate wine-fuelled conversations being had around that table...

Of course, I was a paragon of virtue - though it is a bit of a struggle trying to get my head in gear to get out and to work this morning. Hey ho, it is the end of the week, and our gang is off to the Panto at Wilton's Music Hall tonight ["Oh yes we are" "Oh no you're not!" ad infinitum].

It also happens to be the 70th birthday today of "the furry one" in Abba - Mr Benny Andersson! So, by way of an all-round celebration, and to get the party started (again) - here is Abba and the infectious Does Your Mother Know. Thank Disco It's Friday!


Sparkle, sweetie, sparkle!