It’s important in life to admit when you were wrong about something. And although I bristle at the notion that there could ever be such a thing as a “wrong” musical opinion, I was relieved when I finally was able to admit I was colossally wrong about this song (and ABBA in general). I’m happy I can admit it. Maybe even a touch proud of myself for not digging my heels in and hating this song for even a second longer than I had to, unlike some friends I know who are still holding out. To me the weird part is ever feeling like I had to hate something so clearly irresistible.
