Today
is the 38th anniversary of the biggest concert that Abba ever
performed, at the Sydney showground in 1977. The coverage of the group’s 1977 mayhem-filled
Australian tour and this extraordinary show is my favourite chapter in Carl
Magnus Palm’s Abba biography Bright Lights And Dark Shadows, so
to commemorate the show, here is the relevant extract, in two parts.
All the planning and preparation, the excitement and the
chaos, reached a climax on Thursday, March 3, the date of Abba’s first live
performance on Australian soil. Alas, the Gods were against them and their
first concert at the Sydney Showground, in front of more than 20,000 people,
was engulfed in disaster, heaving rains having reduced the grounds to a virtual
quagmire. There was even concern that the venue would be destroyed after being
tramped down by a mass audience
The weather also upset Abba’s rehearsal schedule, their
early arrival in Australia having been partly motivated by the need to rehearse
with the new crew, including the string section. The persistent rain, however,
left them with no opportunity to do so. “We hardly had time for a sound check,
so we were just praying to God that everything would work,” said Benny. “It was
a bit [stressful].” RCA Promotions Manager Annie Wright, who travelled with
Abba during the tour, remembers frantically ringing up TV news shows to get
regular updates on the weather, praying that the rain was going to stop.
The seats weren’t numbered, and fans anxious to get a
good seat for Abba’s Australian début had been queuing for 24 hours. Despite
the constant rain, the atmosphere was electric as the hours ticked away before
Abba’s arrival on stage. Fans were playing transistor radios, and every third song
played seemed to be by Abba, which added greatly to the anticipation. When the
gates finally opened at 4.30 p.m. there was a mad rush for the best seats –
followed by another wet four-hour wait.
The group and their close associates were astonished that
the crowd could wait so patiently in such dreadful conditions. “Can you believe
that?” an agitated Stig Anderson asked a radio reporter. “We never saw that in
our lives! … How can people love them that madly? How can they be here not only
for two hours, because that’s the concert, but for, three, four, five and six –
and more?”
Backstage, Stig had other matters on his mind beyond the
fans’ discomfort. As the rain poured relentlessly down, Abba were forced to
consider cancelling the show. What everyone anticipated would be an explosive
meeting between the band and their ecstatic fans was in danger of turning into
a damp squib. Tour promoter Paul Dainty had never produced anything on this
scale before and to this day remembers the feeling of desperation. “All the
build-up, all the hype, the mania surrounding the merchandising sales, at every
level – every publication, every magazine, every newspaper, every TV broadcast,
every news broadcast: Abba, Abba, Abba. And then we come to the reason they’re
here, the show, and they couldn’t do the show? You didn’t even want to think
about it.”
But think about it they had to do. The stage was
drenched, making the floor exceptionally slippery, and there was also the
danger of electrocution. “They were at risk, being a lightning storm with all
that equipment, and everyone was panicked,” recalls Annie Wright. But Abba’s
itinerary was too cramped to allow for any rescheduling – the concert had to go ahead. Besides, to cancel
would have meant too many logistical and financial problems, not to mention
disappointing this immensely loyal and fervent audience. Still, some backstage
observers were amazed at the turn of events. “It was extraordinary that they
went on under those circumstances,” says Annie Wright.
Shortly after the scheduled starting time of 8.30pm, the
show finally commenced. Abba’s very first live concert in the country that had
taken them to their hearts more than any other began with the long thunderous
drum, bass and guitar intro to ‘Tiger’. When the group rushed out on the stage,
it was as if every single person in that audience of more than 20,000 joined
together in one deafening shriek of ecstasy. “We have probably never received such
a rapturous reception anywhere,” Agnetha recalled. “It seemed the ovation would
never end.”
Stagehands were constantly running across the stage,
trying in vain to mop the floor, and throwing out towels. “Even Stig was
crawling around on all fours on the floor, mopping up the water,” recalls
Michael Tretow, who watched the diligent efforts of the Polar Music Managing
Director on a monitor in the mobile studio bus.
The group members also had to do their utmost to keep the
stage and themselves free from water – Frida cleverly incorporated her towel in
the routine when she and Björn performed ‘Why Did It Have To Be Me’. The only
serious mishap occurred in the third song, ‘Waterloo’, when Frida slipped and
fell over, bruising her hip and injuring two fingers. Although she was in pain
there was nothing else to do but to pick herself up, smile and keep up a brave
front: the show must go on.
Frida slips on the stage.
“We were terrified,” said Björn afterwards. “We could
have been electrocuted … But we were determined to play because the people had
waited for hours in the rain.” Somewhat inadvisedly, Björn jocularly promised
the audience that as a thank you, Abba would shake the hands of everybody
attending the concert backstage afterwards. When the crowd cheered with delight
he had to tell them that it was a joke, to the great disappointment of many a
naïvely innocent fan.
As Abba performed their hits, the chaos continued. Those
in the front rows stood on their chairs to get a better view, blocking the view
for those behind. All the umbrellas exacerbated the sight-lines problem. A
young man selling drinks slipped on the steps and had to be taken to hospital
with back injuries. Lasse Hallström thought the dramatic qualities of the event
would enhance his movie, and rubbed his hands together in glee. “We will get
some fantastic scenes from that rain disaster concert,” he said after shooting
was completed. He had yet to discover that the rain had leaked into the film
canisters, destroying much of the footage from this first concert. In the film,
the opening number from the Sydney premiere had to be spliced together with
sequences from at least one other concert.
As the show progressed, the rain only let up
intermittently, and when it did the group was faced with another kind of
problem. The white costumes and white-on-white stage, illuminated by 120,000
watts of overhead light, attracted thousands of flying bugs. Benny’s white
piano was turning all black, covered by large insects, as was the floor. “It
was pretty nasty,” recalled Agnetha. “We were doing ‘SOS’ when suddenly I saw
this swarm coming towards us – black, huge things. I thought, ‘What on earth is
that?’ They hit our faces and legs, and were all over us. Benny and I are just
as scared of insects, and I saw him going all stiff at the piano.”
One of the bugs crawled down into Agnetha’s décolletage
just as she was struggling with her solo parts on ‘SOS’. “I thought, ‘I have to
get rid of this creature in some way’. I actually panicked a little. I turned
my back to the audience, put my hand inside, got it out, and finished the
song.” After completing ‘SOS’, there was a short break so that the bugs could
be swept off stage.
As the showers began again, water flowed into the sound
system, wreaking havoc with amplification equipment and blowing out speakers.
Reportedly, the sound was dreadful during the first hour, with vocals
disappearing intermittently. Yet despite these appalling conditions, it was as
if the rain and the sound problems mattered not one iota for the majority of
the audience that night: they simply adored Abba and loved the show
unreservedly. Perhaps the adverse conditions and the determination on the part
of both Abba and their audience to make it all work just made the concert that
bit more special. Paul Dainty recalls the show as “magical. It was something
amazing, just because it was raining and the people just got into it. They
didn’t care.”
In hindsight there seems to be an accord among all those
involved that the concert at the Sydney Showground on March 3, 1977, stands
above all else as the emotional highpoint of Abba’s entire career, and in the
years that have passed since that rain-soaked night Björn, Benny, Agnetha and
Frida have all remained deeply touched by the loyalty of their Australian fans.
“Imagine 25,000 people standing outdoors in the pouring rain, holding 25,000
umbrellas, and then, when you step out onto the stage pandemonium breaks
loose!” said Björn. “It almost makes your heart burst. You wonder what you’ve
done to deserve this. I can’t describe the feeling.” Says Lasse Hallström, “The
cheer from that audience, in the rain, that was quite something. And that gave
me goose-bumps when it happened.”
The event wasn’t without its share of nay-sayers,
however. A few thousand rain-soaked fans elected to leave before the show was
over, and several complaints were lodged, leading to the Minister for Consumer
Affairs stating his department was investigating ways of protecting the public.
Several journalists, as well as promoter Paul Dainty, pointed out that the real
problem was that a city the size of Sydney didn’t have an indoor venue that
could hold an audience on that scale. Abba’s concerts had already been split
from the originally planned single performance for 40,000 people, into two
20,000 shows.*
Reviewers also had a few issues with the show, jumping on
Agnetha’s tendencies towards singing off-key, a problem that would follow her
for the remainder of Abba’s live career. The two women’s dance routines and
overall stage movements led one critic to comment that “a good choreographer
wouldn’t go astray”. One infamous headline after the first show read “Agnetha’s
Bottom Tops Dull Show”. The comment referred to Agnetha’s habit of repeatedly
turning her back to the audience, displaying her famous rear end. When the
newspaper was held up in a scene in the movie, the word “dull” was conveniently
blocked out by Benny’s thumb.
Frida was extolled as the life of the performance, while
Agnetha, by her own admission, came across as more restrained. “You watch
yourself [on film] with very critical eyes: ‘Why didn’t you do it like that
instead? Why didn’t you move a little more there?’” she reflected a few years
later. Agnetha was seemingly never able to feel truly comfortable on stage, and
called her own appearance “unimaginative”. “One thing I particularly noticed in
Australia was that it makes no difference whether there are 5,000 or 50,000 in
the crowd: I was still just as stressed and nervous,” she noted in her memoirs.
The enormity of the 1977 tour only alienated her more.
“It seems the greater your success the greater the audiences’ expectations and
impatience, while at the same time you demand more and more of yourself. The
machinery that surrounds you becomes incredibly complicated, with more and more
people involved – people you never really get acquainted with or even learn to
recognise.”
No-one could fault the musical tightness of Abba’s
performance, however. There had been much speculation and rumours along the
lines of the group being “manufactured” – the old theory that Frida and Agnetha
were only miming was still alive and well. They were not a “real” rock group
and, therefore, they wouldn’t be able to cut it live. But faced with the show
as it actually was, even the most suspicious reviewers had to acknowledge the
group’s musical prowess. Also, contrary to most of their attempts in the
studio, on stage Abba really knew how to rock. Their live sound was vividly
energetic and rumbling, with many extra, half-improvised piano riffs from Benny
and on-the-spot vocal ad-libs courtesy of Frida. By the time Abba’s live
recordings reached movie screens, television sets or record players, however,
they had often been polished and corrected into sterility. The discrepancy
between the loose feeling of the original performance jarred against their
attempts to somehow “upgrade” it into a studio recording.
1 comment:
Kudos to ABBA for bringing along all the musicians/sounds needed to replicate studio recordings.
Something the Beatles never attempted.
Regardless what anyone thinks of ABBA, they could write, record , put out hits, and definitely sing sing sing.
ABBA wrote and played ABBA music. Uber Supergroup whose songs will live on forever.
Hats off to the brilliant band.
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