ABBA.
Now, just so we're clear -- I like ABBA. My beloved Floor Models famously (in Greenwich Village) covered their "S.O.S.", and "Knowing Me Knowing You" is a legitimately great song (The Wondermints, to their credit, agree. Bigly.)
That said, the museum is pretty...silly, I think is the word. Basically, it's like a kitsch version of the Rolling Stones Exhibitionism show, but if you like that sort of thing, it's certainly worth a trip. Here are my two favorite exhibits.
ABBA -- The Madame Tussaud's Edition. And impressively realistic.
And ABBA -- the puppets. Which are actually quite a little disturbing.
And speaking of a little disturbing, those puppets are the stars of ABBA: The Last Video. Which was playing at the Museum and which, after viewing it, a certain Shady Dame and I fled the building in terror.
It's true -- some things in life once seen can NOT be unseen.
More Swedish-themed mishegass on the morrow.
5 comments:
Is that Bjorn or Benny at the 1:55 mark?
Even with puppets, who can resist Dancing Queen?
Abba Schnabba. Did you go to Pet Sounds?
VR
I can't think of a museum devoted to rock music that wasn't at best a disappointment. The only thing I remember from the RRHoF in Cleveland was Richie Valens' childhood roller skates.
Great video, lots of laughs, putting it on auto-replay. And always a treat to see the late great Rik Mayall in action. Thanks!
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