Originally posted by Douglas_of_Sweden It depends on what you mean with SAAB. SAAB trailers and aerospace have been doing well during most of their existance. SAAB cars only made a profit 1 or 2 years...
ABBA is fine, still enjoy some of their music. Did you see the musical they made on their music?
IKEA...presuming you manage to put them together and no pieces are missing they have a lot of good furnitures...only problem I have with them is their founder who was a nazi and even kept contact with the nazi-circles after WW2. The guy also made his best to not pay any tax in Sweden (or elsewhere).
Basically both Volvo and SAAB has made many good cars (and Volvo even made a lot of profit from it), but they were dooned the moment they were sold to big international car companies.
I felt rather sad -- make that very sad -- to see SAAB's last ditch offering in the few ads that appeared here. They put up a sorry telephoto lens pointed straight-on-and-perpendicular photo of the uninspiring side view... on a car sporting a dull as dishwater, flat dark blue paint job. Anyone with even the most elementary concept of how this sort of thing is done had to just look on in utter disbelief. Was there "nobody home" at all as decisions were made? You looked at the car... looked at the price... considered the recent history... and just asked, "Why?" All, so painfully obvious. SAAB, and Swedish honor & prestige, not to mention the technology you cite, most certainly deserved very much better. When it comes to strategic, tactical, or most commercial foreign aircraft, or as esoteric a subject to the provincials here as Scandinavian aerospace, you merely have to consider our more or less one trillion dollar per year "defense" obsession/misdirection, not to mention a "war on terror" on top, to understand a provincial mindset you could characterize as oblivious.
I've never had the experience of an IKEA assembly procedure, though I do have a piece I picked up at a garage sale. I think I get the essential concept. I've just heard the jokes. Not sure if they relate more to IKEA, or to certain flummoxed family engineers. From my ABBA investigations, as well as from some prior knowledge, I realize it was pretty hard not to be running into Nazis somewhere in the general neighborhood, given the fuehrer's wacky obsession with a northern corridor invasion... and the consequence of a 400,000 strong garrison next door. The lingering bitterness and shortsighted perspective was surely tragic in the extreme. Americans just have no meaningful concept of malevolent foreign occupation, or being at the wrong end of "shock and awe"... excepting the example of the Civil War... for some. So risky, half-baked adventurism is an easy sell here.
When it comes to ABBA, as a musician myself, I understand the sensibility, and the meticulous craft and execution underpinning the nearly flawless "pure pop" realizations we hear in those ~100 songs. I grew up on a vibrant and eclectic top forty completely unlike the miserable plague of cynically contrived, monotonous noise that fills the contemporary vacuum. The past twenty years has proven that intelligently and sympathetically conceived pop music was nothing that should have been taken for granted. Or that simple is not at all the same as simplistic, and may take some measure of musical "genius" to pull off convincingly... as so many simple things were only in any sense obvious to the rather brilliant people who first conceived them.
I have not seen the 'Mama Mia' thing. But I fear I'd be put off and disappointed by the nearly inevitable shortcomings of actors playing at singing... knowing and loving as I do the stupendous consistency of Frida's and Agnetha's complete grasp of concept in each song, their flexing of vocal tonalities to suit perfectly, and their very nearly unparalleled flawlessness in phrasing (within the 'rock' era). I have to attribute a lot of that to a group thing -- getting four people (plus supporting musicians) all together on the same page, with relentless attentiveness to critical details and a practical sense of perfectionism, time and time again. Like watching Fred Astaire dance, they made the exceedingly difficult appear effortless. Those conditioned to 'fast food' music, the chronically distracted, the overly image conscious; and, of course, simple dopes... so typically, just don't get it.
It's regrettable and irrational that mere fads can put such accomplishments and such a potential to produce joy out of fashion. These days, it seems like a better sense of balance has been struck regarding both the group and the ABBA body of work. Deeper penetrations of the catalog are easy to explore freely because of YouTube. So much mature excellence was simply missed by so many (including me), it is now clear. I always did admire them for blowing off wads of American dollars to keep themselves grounded as well as could be expected. Regards, Fred