Octave

Ok, so I know I gush about my favorite songs a lot on here. I'm about to do it again for the song Angeleyes.

This morning, while I was driving to work in the post snowstorm sunny slushy blaze on I-25, the blue sky and white snow reminded me of the cover of Voulez-Vous. So, I put it on and started listening to, well, Angeleyes.

I love the girl's voices in the verses of this song. Agnetha is singing one octave higher than Frida, who is singing lower than she probably normally would. Agnetha is a soprano and Frida is a mezzosoprano with a nice dark quality to her voice. The juxstaposition of the voices perfectly fits with the theme of the song....its a woman singing about seeing her lover with someone else and she is sad, weakend a little bit. But, she's also feels the the haunting, angry, yet realistic feeling that she is with someone who is beautiful and charming, but won't be able to commit to just her. Agentha's higher voice perfectly potrays the weak and sad, while Frida's voice gives shows us this person's realistic resignation that her relationship is over.

We've all been in realationships like this. You're with someone who is enchatingly beautiful in some way, they make you feel great and they hurt you easily. But, at the same time you know its never going anywhere...they're just looks...they're playing. You know you're never going to get what you want. You know better, but you're just a little sad and hurt in that young love kind of way.

That's pop music at its finest. I love when songs can paint a colorful picture with many different feelings and emotions coming through simultaneously.

ABBA's later music is great like this...they paint a big beautiful picture...The themes are serious and honest, but never depressing or overly sad. Maybe they know that even in sadness and pain, you can find some happiness and beauty.

Last night I was taking a walk along the river
And I saw him together with a young girl
And the look that he gave her made me shiver

’Cause he always used to
Look at me that way
and I thought ...
Maybe I should walk
Right up to her and say
It’s a game he likes to play ....

Look into his angeleyes
One look and you’re hypnotized
He’ll take your heart and you must pay the price
Look into his angeleyes
You’ll think you’re in paradise
And one day you’ll find out
He wears a disguise
Don’t look too deep into those angeleyes


Sometimes when I’m lonely I sit
And think about him and it hurts to remember all the good times
When I thought I could never live without him
And I wonder ...
Does it have to be the same
Every time when I see him will it bring back all the pain ?
How can I forget that name ?