Take on This!
—-The Holy Grail—-
The Swing of Things.
Four little words with so much meaning attached.
It’s a great song. One of my favorites. Morten’s voice is absolutely incredible, showing a roughness that wasn’t present in their freshman album. The entire album as a whole is fantastic. The songs have more grit to them, the lyrics darker and more melancholic than ever before. I can say with all honesty that it’s my favorite A-ha record.
But those words have another place in my heart. They represent what I seek most—an item that has eluded me for years.
English version, to be exact. Not that I wouldn’t be happy with the Norwegian one, but I’d like to actually be able to understand what I’m reading.
I have hunted high and low (pun most certainly intended) for it. A seller on Amazon was selling one for—are you ready?—over eight-hundred dollars. I nearly fell off the couch, then promptly laughed out loud. My husband rolled his eyes and said, “Don’t you dare.”
Ebay wasn’t much better.
Now, the Ebay seller had one listed at a paltry three-hundred. Had I been single and childless, I probably would have jumped at the chance and whipped out the credit card. But—little dude needs new shoes (constantly) and the mortgage has to be paid. Sometimes being an adult stinks.
Also, had I purchased it, my husband probably would have had stern words for me and I may or may not have had to sleep on the lawn for a few nights.
I don’t know how much the original price was, but I’m guessing it wasn’t $300. I don’t know exactly how much I’d be comfortable paying for the book, but $300 is steep.
Every used book store I go to, every record shop that sells memorabilia I come across—I always have to check. My local vinyl guy has it on his “list” of sought-after items. I know it’s probably futile, but who knows? You just never know when luck will strike.
I’ve even gone so far as to ask A-ha.com in tweets and facebook posts to re-release it for the thirtieth anniversary. Every bit of attention helps!
But what would I do with it if and when I finally got it?
I would enjoy it.
I would read it.
Not let my kid touch it, that’s for damn sure.
But I wouldn’t worry about wear-and-tear (other than the seven-year-old fingers variety.) Granted, I wouldn’t use it as a coaster or anything, but seeing as though I would never re-sell in a million years, having it be in mint condition wouldn’t be at the forefront of my mind.
After all, if I had spent all this time searching for something so amazing and unique, I wouldn’t just let it sit idle on a shelf, never allowing it to see the light of day. Books are meant to be enjoyed, and this one would certainly get the star treatment in that department.
Now I just have to find one.