Here we go. 1976.
Oct. 4th, 2013 08:29 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
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fionnabhar to miss it.
Pretty sure this album actually belonged to my parents (mom, most likely), but I "borrowed" it a whole lot. Had a storyline built in my head to explain what all the songs meant and how they worked in sequence, etc. I always think it's an interesting mark of maturity when one can manage not to feel embarrassed about loving Abba, but maybe I'm full of shit. :)
fionnabhar to miss it. Pretty sure this album actually belonged to my parents (mom, most likely), but I "borrowed" it a whole lot. Had a storyline built in my head to explain what all the songs meant and how they worked in sequence, etc. I always think it's an interesting mark of maturity when one can manage not to feel embarrassed about loving Abba, but maybe I'm full of shit. :)
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Date: 2013-10-04 05:53 pm (UTC)No, I completely (and seriously) agree. It was when I hit 60 or so that I started liking what I liked and not caring what other people thought. I remember loving "Fernando" when I was living on Long Island in the mid-'70s. Still do, really!