kenneth in the (212)

Not sure if this requires a mea culpa or not, but here goes: Like most Gen Xers, I'm a lifelong ABBA fan. I grew up loving their hit singles and enjoyed seeing them on television and later on MTV. In 1982, I raced out to buy Frida's "I Know There's Something Going On" -- which would later be my anthem when my first boyfriend began a series of affairs behind my back -- and fell in love with the Swedish foursome all over again -- my, my! -- when "Mama Mia" was artfully used in "Priscilla, Queen of the Desert."

(That's when every gay guy in America god "Gold" on CD, making it one of the biggest-sellers of all time!)

But as much as I loved them, they were never my Blondie or my Pretenders. So it was only with my newfound streaming lifestyle did I finally hear their eight studio albums in their entirety -- and what journey it's been!

Before I voice any thoughts, I was wondering if ABBA was your version of my Blondie or Matt Rettenmund's Madonna? I'm still just getting knee deep in the material -- cannot believe the #AntiMeToo anthem "When I Kissed the Teacher" was actually a song much less a minor hit single! -- and would love some tutelage from a die-hard fan!