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Can anybody live his life just with listening to ABBA? Yes, it’s very possible. I’m the living proof. Whatever I’m going through, there is always an ABBA song that I can really relate to. When I’m down and out, they have the answers. When I’m all happy and cheerful, they will be there to dance with. It might sound very pathetic but blame it on my parents. Blame it on ABBA themselves who launched their career by the time I was growing up. Watch “Muriel’s Wedding” and you will know what I mean. You can go on with life quite comfortably.

When Mamma Mia! musical came out in 1999 in London, my world had turned upside down. It’s a long journey to finally see the musical live on stage. I was only dreaming whether I would finally be able to see it. I was at the very early stage of a relationship with a Brit. So there was a little hope there. But then the relationship was over in a blink of an eye compare to the long running Mamma Mia! that is still playing there. What a comparison, bien sur!

In 2001, when I was in my refuge in Sydney, suddenly the musical turned up in Melbourne. AS a poor temporary intern immigrant, I was saving up to go. By the time, I got enough money to fly, the tickets to the event was sold out every single day. *Sigh*...

Two chances had gone with the wind. The opportunity knocked again in 2002. I was in London. Hooray!...As everything is so bloody expensive there, I could only try to find the half-priced leftover tic on the D-Day. Guess what? After 2 days of queuing up with no fruitful result, I gave up. How stupid I was to think I could get a ticket? Absolutely all the faggots in London were flocking into this musical. It was always a full house!

New York City, July 2004. 3 chances gone. I was having shitloads of money and Mamma Mia! was there. I got 5 days with full of meetings back to back. Rather than trying to get and queue up for half priced ticket again, I rushed in lunch hours, grabbed a cab and went to buy a ticket 3 days in advance. I bought the most expensive ticket and got the seat 5 rows from the stage. Yippie!

3 days in waiting, I was all excited. Suddenly a call from a hot date came distracting me...Shit! A romantic night with a hung or ABBA? Tough choice, Ladies! After giving a very long serious thought, I went for ABBA. 5 years in waiting and 3 chances blew away, nothing could stop me. Not even sex with a hot hung. And I never regretted that decision. I was cheering, I was crying, I was singing along, I was dancing. It was magical. Absolute orgasm. The journey is done.

So, now the film is out. Whatever what people say, you know what I will say about the film. It’s the worst musical film ever. Worst acting and voices (Meryl Streep was hideous, Brosnan was even worse, Firth was saved by only singing one song), worst choreography (nothing exciting at all), worst cinematography (we know some parts were shot in studio but it shouldn’t look like that), BUT (there’s a big BUT here)...the songs are the main thing. My heart was nailed down completely. I was delirious. My whole body trembled in responding to the songs. I went out with a big smile on my face and ready to face the world again. It is such a therapeutic treatment. I’m not objective this time. And I knew it. Let’s say it’s a guilty pleasure.

My life with ABBA is all about:
- Wild on the dance floor: Dancing Queen
- Horny: Gimme! Gimme! Gimme!
- Dating: Honey, Honey
- Lonely and sad: Chiquitita
- Romance with a swimmer in Paris: Our Last Summer
- Cruising in Bars: Voulez-Vous
- Falling in love: Mamma Mia
- Questioning and breaking up: S.O.S
- Life goes on: The Winner Takes It All

My life will never be complete without ABBA! Thank You ABBA!

THANK YOU FOR THE MUSIC

Im nothing special, in fact Im a bit of a bore
If I tell a joke, youve probably heard it before
But I have a talent, a wonderful thing
cause everyone listens when I start to sing
Im so grateful and proud
All I want is to sing it out loud

So I say
Thank you for the music, the songs Im singing
Thanks for all the joy theyre bringing
Who can live without it, I ask in all honesty
What would life be?
Without a song or a dance what are we?
So I say thank you for the music
For giving it to me

Mother says I was a dancer before I could walk
She says I began to sing long before I could talk
And Ive often wondered, how did it all start?
Who found out that nothing can capture a heart
Like a melody can?
Well, whoever it was, Im a fan

Ive been so lucky, I am the girl with golden hair
I wanna sing it out to everybody
What a joy, what a life, what a chance!