A Ha Take On Me Bad Flute

Okay, let's talk. Let's talk about something that's been bubbling inside me for, well, decades. It's time to be honest, folks.

My Confession: I Don't *Love* That A-Ha Song

I know, I know. Pitchforks are probably being sharpened right now. But hear me out! It's not the entire song. It's a very specific *part* of it.

Specifically: The Bad Flute.

Yes, the "flute." Or whatever synth-y approximation of a flute they were going for in "Take On Me." It haunts my dreams, maybe yours too.

Don't get me wrong, the song itself is a masterpiece. The video is iconic. Morten Harket's hair? Legendary.

But then that flute solo hits. It's like a tiny, off-key gremlin invaded the studio. It's just…there.

It's like someone thought, "This needs *something*…oh, I know! Let's add a flute sound from my Casio keyboard!" A decision was made.

And honestly, that flute sounds like the default ringtone on a 1990s Nokia. Nostalgic? Sure. Musically pleasing? Debatable.

Perhaps “flute” isn’t even the right word. Maybe it's more of a "digital duck call." Or a strangled seagull. It's definitely *something*.

I’m not saying it ruins the entire song. But it definitely knocks it down a peg. It prevents it from achieving true, flute-less perfection.

Picture this: the song starts. You’re transported. Suddenly, a sound akin to a kazoo being played through a dial-up modem interrupts. That's the flute.

And look, maybe this is just me. Maybe I’m alone in my flute-related angst. Maybe millions adore this sound. But I doubt it.

I bet there are others out there. Hiding in the shadows. Silently cringing every time that synthesized symphony of wrongness begins. You are not alone!

We can start a support group. "Flute-Averse Listeners of A-Ha." Or FALAA for short. We'll wear t-shirts and listen to instrumental versions of the song.

Think about it. That song would be undeniably, universally perfect without it. It would be a flawless jewel. Untarnished. The flute did not let it reach this level.

Maybe A-Ha knew all along. Maybe it was a calculated move. A secret message to the truly enlightened. A musical inside joke that only a few can truly grasp.

Or maybe, just maybe, they just thought it sounded good. And that’s okay too. Music is subjective, right? (Except when it's objectively a bad flute sound.)

I can still appreciate the artistry. The catchy melody. The sheer 80s-ness of it all. I’ll just reach for the mute button when that flute comes in.

So, next time you hear *"Take On Me,"* pay attention. Listen closely. Really listen to that flute. Then tell me I’m wrong. I dare you.

But if you agree, even just a little bit, welcome to the club. The club of people who secretly wish they could time-travel and remove one small, but significant, element from a pop masterpiece.

We can stand together. In solidarity. Against the bad flute. The world may not understand. But we will. We will understand.

And maybe, just maybe, one day Morten Harket will read this. And he'll understand too. Maybe.

So, what do you think? Am I crazy? Or have I finally spoken the unspeakable truth about that A-Ha song and its infamous synthesized flute?