A few weeks ago, Alyson reflected on some positive musical memories. However, my parents loved a lot of really terrible music that now I only like ironically or seek out if I just want to dance. We listened to a lot of the Bee Gees and Abba in my house growing up, as my parents immigrated to the UK in 1979. No, I should not be dancing. No, I cannot hear the drums, and I don’t think Fernando can either.
I am not a fan of disco and pop from the late 70s and early 80s. I refused to see both the musical and the movie musical of Mamma Mia. I make an exception for Waterloo and for Abba in the context of Muriel’s Wedding.
Who doesn’t love Waterloo?
Who else equates their teenage years with actively trying to avoid their parents’ musical collection?