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A Long-Awaited Arrival: Unveiling ABBA’s “I’ve Been Waiting For You” (1974)

While the year might say 1976, “I’ve Been Waiting For You” by ABBA actually has a richer history. Recorded in 1974, the song first appeared as the supportive act, the B-side, to their single “So Long.” It patiently waited for its moment in the spotlight, eventually finding a home on their self-titled album released in April 1975.

Despite its initial placement, “I’ve Been Waiting For You” found a dedicated audience in Australia and New Zealand. In 1975, it took center stage as a single there, with “King Kong Song” playing the supporting role. This bold move paid off, propelling the song to number 49 in Australia. It achieved even greater success across the Tasman Sea, reaching number 8 in New Zealand in 1977.

The song itself is a charming ballad, a gentle contrast to some of ABBA’s more energetic hits. Featuring Agnetha Fältskog on lead vocals, it’s a declaration of devotion, sung with a sweetness that perfectly complements the acoustic guitar work of Janne Schaffer.

Though it wasn’t an instant global smash hit, “I’ve Been Waiting For You” showcases the versatility of ABBA’s songwriting and Fältskog’s captivating voice. It’s a testament to the enduring power of a well-crafted melody and a heartfelt message, patiently waiting to be discovered by new listeners around the world.

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