ABBA
In the mid-seventies the legendary Wolfman Jack taped his syndicated TV show out of the CBC studios in Vancouver. Every week an international act would come to perform. Quite often I was hired to do the “grip and grin” photo, the star(s) with the host and the record company guy. This was the case for ABBA. The band was late in arriving and went straight to taping their piece before I could get the photo. I was told to hang on and as soon as they finished the one song they were going to perform I could get the shot. Ah, Dancing Queen, I shall never get that song out of my head for as long as I live. For whatever reason they couldn’t get it right. They kept screwing up the harmonies at the key change in the middle. Over and over. As it turned out Bjorn was quite the perfectionist. Even when I couldn’t hear the slightest waver he would stop the band talk a little in Swedish and start again. It took them over four hours to get the performance to his satisfaction. Thank god there was no studio audience, just extremely weary studio technicians and one bored photographer. I snapped this one at some point during those four hours.
“See that girl, watch the scene, dig in the dancing queen.
Friday nights and the lights are low….”
Argh!
