Top quality stuff which nonetheless sounded the death knell for the Swedish superstars. Signs that the wheels were beginning to work loose on the Abba charabanc are all too evident on this, their seventh and finest album. In the midst of the standard, disco-flavoured candy floss ("Lay All Your Love On Me" and "On And On And On") is a sizeable contingent of more profound songs that feature the band taking stock of their changing marital fortunes, none more so than the bitter lament "The Winner Takes It All", a stirring elegy that is the album's defining moment. There's something almost symbolic about the reflective gem "Our Last Summer" and the ironically titled "Happy New Year"; with the sun clearly starting to set on the band's halcyon days, the future wasn't looking at all bright, but at least they were determined to go down gloriously. Not as bleak as "The Visitors" album which would finally ring down the curtain - the title track and "The Piper" make for two irresistibly upbeat fillips - but "Super Trouper" shows the long shadows creeping ever more darkly over the Abba landscape, even if the heartening finale "The Way Old Friends Do" leaves a temporary mood of optimism. Anyone who has ever dismissed this Scandinavian outfit as an over-glitzy Eurovision stunt, as I originally did, should at least give this collection a fair hearing. In an age when several styles of music were easily definable (rock, reggae, soul etc.), this was mainstream middle-of-the-road at its very best. Put more succinctly, "Super Trouper" is a poignant diamond, and ranks among the greatest pop music albums ever created, if not the greatest of them all.