ABBA might be the best kept secret there is. “Dancing Queen” is a pretty lame song. Maybe not as cheesy as all of the places it appears in television and the movies, but still a pretty awful song. It is a real shame that “Dancing Queen” has become ABBA’s legacy to our generation and posterity. (Oh yes I did just work posterity in for all you constitutionites.)

I stumbled upon “The Name Of The Game” and it quickly grew into my personal anthem. The song is essentially the plea for a DTR chat of a woman swept off of her feet.

Ah, the DTR. No one likes the DTR, well, I do, but that’s just me. The DTR or “Define The Relationship” is a discussion between two people who have blurred the line of platonic friendship and romantic entanglement. It is my general understanding that the most effective way to handle a situation as such is to define the situation ASAP. FR. (As Soon As Possible; For Real (FR is new PS (Post Script))). I, on the other hand, prefer to leave things blurry and unsettled for as long as possible until eventually things simply unravel of their own doing.

The next great ABBA discovery was the combo of “Voulez-Vous” and “Gimme Gimme Gimme (A Man After Midnight)” both of which are all time great hook-up anthems. AWESOME. “Now is all we get, nothing promised no regrets.”

I was chatting with a girl recently who told me that she does “No titles, no commitments.” I asked her if she knew what boys called 18 year old girls with that motto, “The pot at the end of the rainbow: Jackpot.” She seemed to take that as a compliment although it was not meant as such. In any case, “Gimme Gimme Gimme” is kind of the greatest soliloquy uttered by the club girls of ABBA as well as a familiar refrain for boys of the nightlife.

ABBA was “Love In This Club” before Usher was knew what to do.

When I wanna have a good time, I know who to call: ABBA