1) Dancing Queen; 2) Gimme! Gimme! Gimme! (A Man After Midnight); 3) The Name Of The Game; 4) SOS; 5) Waterloo; 6) Mamma Mia; 7) Chiquitita; 8) Fernando; 9) The Winner Takes It All; 10) One Of Us.
General verdict: Yes, it is an album of ABBA covers by Cher. Yes, that which hath been done is that which shall be done, and there is no new thing under the sun.
It is so heartwarming to see ABBA, after all
these decades of critical despisal, stand loud and proud on the pop pedestal as
icons of melody and emotion to the new generations of the 21st century, and to
hear their songs constantly rediscovered and reinvented by fresh, young artists
bursting with talent and energy... oh wait a minute.
Yes, just like you, dear reader, I do not have
the slightest idea as to why this album came into actual existence in this
particular universe — some sort of quantum aberration, no doubt. Cher did
appear in the sequel to Mamma Mia!, where
she performed a couple of songs, but the distance between a brief role in a
musical and a full album of cover tunes is substantial, and the only incentive
to cover it that I can think of is financial: since, apparently, these days
anything ABBA-related is almost bound to turn to gold, Cher and her producers
must have jumped at this opportunity to make a Cher album sell. Not that Closer To The Truth didnʼt sell, but it
had been five years since that one made the grade, and in 2018 an old pop diva
is not expected to succeed unless she gets a duet with Nicki Minaj, and
apparently Cher does not get along with Nicki Minaj, so whatʼs the alternative?
Get along with Benny and Björn.
The recipé for the record is fairly simple and
consistent. First, assemble a good bunch of solid ABBA hits — God forbid you
grab a song that is somehow not on ABBA
Gold, each tune must be a single with a solidly established commercial
reputation. Second, re-record them as close as possible to the original
versions, but modernize the
production a bit: replace some of the guitars with keyboards, put more emphasis
on the harsh bass for extra danceability, replace the old-fashioned drums with
electronic percussion... strangely enough, though, this «modernization» does
not give the impression of being particularly «modern», but rather reflects the
sophisti-level of Cherʼs own work around the age of Believe. I mean, do modern kids really continue to dig the umts-umts techno beats that were all the
rage twenty years ago? Somebody got
stuck in a time loop, and it ainʼt the ABBA time loop.
Anyway, third and last and rather predictable
part of the recipé is that it all gets to be sung by Cher — who herself is
following the rules of the game and trying to very faithfully reproduce all of
Agnethaʼs and Anni-Fridʼs lines and intonations, sometimes with a little help
from the trusty old Autotune, but more often not. With powerhouse anthems like
ʽDancing Queenʼ it kind of works; with stuff that requires more subtlety, like
ʽS.O.S.ʼ and ʽThe Winner Takes It Allʼ, it most definitely does not. It hardly
matters, though: successful or not, this is all about reproduction rather than
reinterpretation. And why anybody in this whole wide world should care about a
70-year old Cher reproducing a bunch of hits from the 1970s is beyond my
understanding. (Minor correction: ʽOne Of Usʼ at the very end is reinterpreted
as a piano and orchestral synth ballad, subtracting the rhythm section of the
original — not a suitable change, in my opinion, since the rhythm was one of
the songʼs strongest attractions).
Surprisingly, the album not only sold really
well, but also found favor from the critics, a fact that I can blame neither on
political correctness nor on the old Cher voodoo. More likely the people just
do not give a damn any more — like, hey, this is a new record, and it has some
great songs on it, and the singer isnʼt too bad. Who cares if there are all
those old originals still lying around? Who cares about comparing? Who gives a
damn about anything when you can just dance, you can jive, having the time of
your life?
It makes me a little sad that, apparently,
Benny and Björn themselves were involved in the project and are listed as
co-producers. But they are the same age as Cher, and it is likely that they,
too, do not give much of a damn anymore. It is much more instructive, however,
to realize that, as of 2018, we live in a world where a random record of ABBA
covers, as long as it is carefully marketed as «brand new», can make it all the
way to #3 on the Billboard charts. From now on, I shall be impatiently waiting
for The Osmonds to release Strange Magic,
an album of cover versions of ELO hit singles; and for Sha Na Na to produce Weʼve Only Just Begun, finally giving The
Carpenters their long-awaited dues. But in reality, the possibilities are
endless here.
The good thing here is that one of the 60s artists is still working. Of course, we have other 60s artists still around that belongs to another tier: Paul Mccartney, The Stones, Neil Young, Brian Wilson. Not sure if The Who and Bob Dylan are doing something.
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ReplyDeleteGod how depressing
ReplyDeleteLet us all contemplate George's real quandary he so carefully hid amongst his various reviews upon this subject. In fact it might be THE QUESTION that defines this whole website and all of it's ramifications upon our culture... What will last longer, Cher or Abba?
ReplyDeleteThere is no possible way that this can be anything but a festering pile of shit.
ReplyDeleteIf anything could be worse than ABBA it's Cher covering ABBA :D
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