September 12, 2005
thirteen going on thirtysomething
When I was thirteen I had the biggest, hugest crush on Morton Harket, the lead singer of a-ha. That voice! That hair! Those biceps! And omigod, those cheekbones! Once I dreamed that we had to escape from New York and while we crossed the Kosciusko Bridge he kissed me in the back seat of a Mazda. It was one of those sweet, moony, romantic kisses that girls who've never been kissed imagine what kissing is like.
I still love the video for Take On Me. And somewhere at home I still have posters taken out of teenybopper magazines with titles like Bop, Star Hits and Tiger Beat.
Anyway, the band is still together and their only US appearance was a sold-out show last night at Irving Plaza. Never mind that this too was in New York. Frankly, it's a bit embarrassing to admit that I have most of their albums as well as Morton Harket's solo album, and that had I opportunity, yes, I'd have gone to see them. I guess part of me is still thirteen going on thirtysomething.