Rockstar Again - Chapter 120



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Rockstar Again Episode 120

Episode 120: The Lord of the Rings (5)

[Hidden Magazine Entertainment Column: Ko Kyung-je’s Perspective]

A week ago, rock made a spectacular comeback. Of course, it could have been just a one-time firework, but the fact that there were big fireworks is significant.

If you look at the long lines of fans waiting to watch the finals, you can see something different.

What do you notice about the above photo? Yes. If it is an idol concert, the audience is naturally young women in their teens to thirties, and for the performances of trot singers who gained explosive popularity a few years ago and are now showing off their own style, middle-aged and older people flock there. Of course, there are young fans at trot concerts, but they are not as full-fledged as this.

Men in their 40s to 60s wearing leather jackets are weaving through the long line of fans, handing out hot packs, blankets, drinks, etc.

Looking at the mixed age and gender of their fans, it’s clear that Blue Porcelain and Lee Dong-ha have done much more than the media has paid attention to.

At a time when the age division of music has become clearer, Blue Porcelain has become the first singer in a long time to erase that boundary.

So I keep looking forward to it.

In the past, there was quite a bit of music sharing across the nation, where the whole family would gather together and enjoy listening to the music of one singer.

It is very difficult to meet expectations. However, Blue Porcelain’s, or more precisely, Lee Dong-ha’s, moves exceed expectations. To be more precise, they are always shocking because they are unpredictable.

She appeared in an idol audition with an unsuitable appearance, but ended up writing a Cinderella story and took first place.

Suddenly, after dropping out of the audition, he started showing off his skills as a producer.

Just when it seemed like he was going to settle down as a producer, wasting his talent, he formed a rock band with a business tycoon as his base and swept the rock band competition. It was unpredictable.

If they hadn’t hidden their identity and done noise marketing from the beginning, and if their skills were still mediocre, I’m sure the rock band competition called wouldn’t have gotten the attention it has.

So while there is a lot to look forward to in terms of Blue Porcelain’s next steps, there are also concerns.

Could this be a signal for the revival of rock?

Will it just randomly do unexpected activities and end up as a dud?

What matters in the end is NEXT.

Now that they have won the rock band competition and made their mark on South Korea with the name Blue Porcelain, let’s pay attention to what choices they will make.

“Hmm… … Is this person cheering for our Dong-ha and our band… … or is he cursing us to fail?”

After the old man read the entire article on his tablet, he muttered softly.

“I think they’re cheering you on?”

Gu Seol-ryeong opened his eyes at Hong Seon-ah’s answer.

“This human?”

“Just looking at this article?”

“Isn’t it just like riding a bus? Since our Dong-ha is always the center of attention? Why bother talking about it now? The mood has already shifted.”

At that time, the usual moving method was quite different.

The sharp yet calm tone of voice that was often heard from the old man filled the recording studio.

“again.”

At that cold tone, Gu Se-ryeong and Hong Seon-ah unconsciously looked around. If the company CEO were there, they would look around, but that person made the company CEO look around.

As Gu Seol-ryeong quickly shifted his gaze, the two remaining members of Blue Porcelain were swallowing their saliva in nervousness on the sofa at one end of the recording studio.

Kim Dong-sik and Hong Young-pil.

It’s true that it’s embarrassing to just call them by their names, but it’s also awkward for a company representative to call their artists “nim” or “nim.”

When I turn my gaze halfway there, I see a man looking with pity at the owner who is being overworked in the recording studio booth.

The man that Lee Dong-ha calls RoboCop, Chief Secretary Kwak Moon-ki.

Now he’s not RoboCop, he’s just a regular guy. He’s heartbroken to see the person he loves locked in a booth, sweating profusely.

Of course, there was one man who gave off a completely different vibe from all this tension.

“Fxxking that little bastard is really picky. Well… … If it’s real, then I guess I should do this much.”

Looking at Lee Dong-ha, who is holding the members like mice, he keeps letting out a satisfied laugh. Lee Dong-ha calls him the dwarf Lars Roemer.

Although he speaks English, it sounds like Korean to Gu Se-ryeong. It was almost absurd for someone from a wealthy family to not know English.

Moving slowly turned his gaze to rock legend Lars Roemer.

Then Lars Roemer’s short neck shrinks.

“… … Why … … What?”

“Would you please be quiet? Or go to the basement by yourself. You can talk as much as you want there.”

“… … .”

“Can’t you just go to America? I’m really tired… … .”

“How rough.”

“Should I buy you a ticket? Judging from your interest, it seems like you haven’t fully filled in the feeling for your next album yet. Is this okay?”

“… … I’ll stay quiet.”

The old man burst into laughter as he watched Lars Roemer finally break down and retreat.

“Oh my. What is this?”

Of course, at a much smaller volume than the usual Savior’s voice.

“How old are all of us here combined, and yet you make us look at you like that?”

It’s not just age.

Social status, fame, wealth.

When considering such things, Yoon Tae-joo, who is trapped in the booth, is a person who shows the gap between heaven and earth, the gap between Lee Dong-ha and Lee Sang.

Even Chief Secretary Kwak Moon-ki, who is whining like a puppy that needs to poop, is a person who is looked up to by executives in the South Korean business community.

The dwarf who walked back sullenly and sat down on the corner of the sofa is a man who is a rock legend.

The Savior himself?

He is a celebrity with money, looks, and a business card that everyone wants, and he is also a tycoon and the CEO of the company that Lee Dong-ha works for.

Regardless of their social status or age.

As Lee Dong-ha said, the person in charge of this recording studio right now is Lee Dong-ha, who also serves as producer.

‘If your first album fails, just wait and see. I’ll treat you like a real dog.’

I don’t have even the slightest intention of abandoning you just because you failed once. But if you fail, won’t you listen to me better?

That thought is soon overshadowed by another thought.

‘Ha… … But I don’t think it’ll fail. How will it fail… … .’

good night.

I love it so much that I’ve been going to the recording studio continuously since three days before recording started.

Even though the moving parts were quite sharp, the recording speed was ridiculously fast. That’s usually the case. If a producer is determined, he’ll finish the song and then take a month or two to record it.

Because we’ve already finished recording three songs.

They are completing the recording of each song while trying to match the overall harmony, but since Lee Dong-ha’s part is being skipped over without being recorded, it might be a stretch to say it is complete.

That moment.

“Dong-ha! Hyung is here!”

Everyone in the recording studio looked at the door that was wide open after the voice was heard first.

It’s Jo In-chang.

“You don’t have any sense.”

Everyone in the recording studio looks at Jo In-chang with pity, guessing that he will get scolded by Lee Dong-ha.

“Are you there? Sit down. When you’re ready, hyung, I’ll start recording.”

Surprisingly, Lee Dong-ha’s calm voice is heard.

* * *

When you enter the recording studio booth, you get a strange feeling of being cut off from the world.

The first reason would be that the surrounding noise is blocked out.

Even in quiet places, there is always a certain level of noise around us. When you live without knowing it, you don’t notice it, but when you wake up alone in your room in the middle of the night, you can feel a similar sensation.

The recording studio is even quieter than that.

Another reason is that, except for the square window in the front, the space is blocked on three sides and up to the ceiling, so the view is limited.

It’s like I’m inside the TV?

Producer Inchang, the members, and other people looking at me from outside the recording studio booth.

It felt like I was watching myself on a screen from another world.

‘This is why recording is fun.’

That’s why the feeling you get in a recording studio is different from that on stage.

If I feel more alive on the scene, I become more immersed in myself in the recording studio.

It is expression and reflection.

As I go through more reflection and more self-examination, I think I will be able to show more to my fans.

– Are you ready? I’ll wait an hour or two until you feel better, so when you’re ready, just tell me. You can raise your hand.

Inchang’s brother’s voice is heard through the headset on his head.

I nodded slightly and picked up the guitar.

You can record guitar and vocals at the same time, but the sound quality will be inconsistent. It’s a matter of where the recording equipment focuses, not your skills.

Recording simultaneously means recording the entire recording room, which inevitably results in lower sound quality than recording focused on just one area.

So the guitar is separate, and the vocals are separate.

It feels strange to me.

I’m just going back to the beginning.

Guitarist.

That’s my beginning and my identity.

Unfortunately, the guitar cannot be the king of the band.

Guitar is sound, but vocals are narrative.

I’m lucky to have both, but I never forget my identity as a guitarist. Losing your identity is like losing your way, so it’s a problem.

The acoustic guitar I inherited from my uncle who was serving in the military comes to mind.

―Take care of your guitar. Rock never dies. So, your uncle never dies. I’ll be back soon.

Where on earth is my uncle and what is he doing?

Is he still alive?

I heard he immigrated abroad. Which country is it?

It’s another reason why I should continue to do rock and become more famous.

It’s not that I’m overly self-conscious or have a worldview thinking that Korea is too small, but because I’m overseas, I need to make sure that my music is heard and that I make my presence known, no matter where in the world I’m from.

Then, my uncle somewhere will listen to my music and come find me.

Since you can’t find it, you have to make it come to you.

In my fleeting thoughts and reflections, I only recalled the feelings of those days. The moment of joy that felt like an electric shock when I first held my uncle’s acoustic guitar in my hands.

“I’m alive.”

The words just came out of my mouth.

I somehow felt like I had to do it in English.

Anyway, I’m alive.

Whether it’s the 20th or 21st century, I exist because I’m alive and making music.

I raise my left hand, which holds the peak, and point it into the air. I also look at those who exist beyond the world and are watching me.

Inchang nodded slightly.

Inchang’s check mark confirming that the signal I sent was ready.

My hand, which was in the air, could not overcome gravity and headed towards the ground.

no.

I beat gravity.

As if lightning were striking faster than gravity, the left hand holding the pick falls onto the guitar strings.

also.

Science is one of the keys to unlocking the secrets of the world.

Through the guitar, we once again realize that lightning, the speed of light, is faster than thunder, the speed of sound.

When I see my hands gripping the guitar neck and the pick gliding, the thunder follows.

―Jeeeeeeing―! Jing jing―jing―jing―jing―jing―!

It could simply be the difference in speed between light and sound, plus the time it takes for the current to travel through the speaker.

Anyway, my hands were clearly faster than sound.

It is not a concept of province.

This is a relative speed.

I am discerning these fleeting sensations.

Or maybe we are mistaken in thinking that we are distinguishing between them.

‘Let’s go at once. We’re running out of time.’

A smile spreads across my lips.