Rockstar Again - Chapter 133



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Episode 133. The Dog of Flanders (4)

Unwanted time travel.

No, I guess it would be more correct to say that it was time travel that I had never even imagined.

But the fact that it was Beomseok who saved me in the 21st century, what can I say, is something that gives me the confidence that the God of Music definitely exists.

The jaw fits perfectly, right?

And the meeting with my brothers that followed was the same.

Honestly, my brothers’ ages aren’t that different from today or tomorrow, but time flies.

Even after 30 years, all my brothers are still alive and missing music…

I feel like I’m facing a stage that’s been prepared just for me.

like that.

I go up on stage and play with my brothers… … and sing.

Is that it?

Is it over if you debut and receive love from fans?

“What are you thinking about?”

As always, Taeju hyung asks me in a whisper.

“Thoughts about this and that?”

“Do you have any concerns?”

When I ask him if he has any worries after hearing that he has had various thoughts, I can tell he is my older brother.

I may be the musical leader, but I also feel like Taejoo hyung is still the leader of the team.

Not bad, but rather good.

Being a leader is quite… … uncomfortable.

I sat down on the sheet and just nodded my head at Taeju hyung.

“Popularity. It’s kind of strange.”

“What a surprise?”

“Yeah. Why are you popular? You’re 21 now? We’re rock, right? It seems like it’ll end in a flash. I’m usually pretty confident, but… … To be more precise, it feels like God forced me onto the stage against my will.”

to be honest.

The company also released various analyses on the popularity of our Blue Porcelain.

It was also passed on to us through Suchan hyung.

The first analysis is that he gained some sort of momentum through his shocking coming out on a competition program.

That’s unusual.

I know it’s hard to say it myself, but facts are facts.

A vocalist and guitarist with the talent of a top idol.

It’s also unusual to be with three members who are all over 50.

One of them is the CEO of a large corporation.

That’s why they say that one of the reasons is that other major groups have subtly avoided confrontation.

NBD9, which established itself as one of the strongest male idol groups through internal voting, postponed its comeback.

Although it was a one-off, Bitna Girls, who finished their debut on a good note, is having a rather long hiatus, unlike recent trends.

Other groups?

Same thing.

He said that he didn’t think there was a chance of winning, but he decided that there was no reason to jump into the typhoon, so he postponed the album release.

The above analysis was plausible, but the last analysis made me nod my head quite a bit.

―We do have a significant number of female fans in their 10s, 20s, and 30s, which is our main fan base. But strangely, we have a lot of fans in their 40s and 50s. This age group is the one that is being abandoned.

I asked back what Suchan hyung said.

What on earth does the term abandoned age mean?

―The younger generation is the mainstream in terms of music. So these days, all the music and singers that come out are following the idol trend. The elderly over 60 have also proven their purchasing power with the trot craze. So the age group in between is musically neglected. People who don’t like idol songs and aren’t old enough to listen to trot.

– Really? People in their 40s and 50s don’t listen to music?

-I thought you weren’t listening. I thought you only worked and raised children.

Although our popularity continues, there are still question marks over whether this trend will last forever.

It’s not just the outside world that sees it that way, I also have that kind of anxiety… … .

Even if Beethoven or Mozart were great people, what if they were still composing things like symphonies in the 21st century?

Either that or us.

Similar beggars.

The good news is that rock isn’t a music that was popular hundreds of years ago.

Are you trying to comfort me with your worries… or are you trying to add more worries to my worries?

Tae-joo hyung hands me his cell phone.

“What is this?”

“It’s fun to see.”

“… … Are you watching dramas now?”

“I used to watch it a little bit. I’m not interested in the cultural industry, so I just watched it occasionally as a viewer.”

The latest episode is on OTT, but honestly, I don’t know.

What on earth did that kid do last night to make that actress cry and make that face… … .

“I’m not watching it. The drama isn’t fun.”

“Come check it out later when you have time. It’s a pretty good way to kill time.”

After saying that, Tae-joo takes his phone back and turns up the volume.

As if it was meant for me to hear, a ballad OST with my voice in it is playing.

“The song isn’t that great.”

“Still, I saw the possibility for our Dong-ha.”

“… … .”

I turned around again and looked out the window.

There is one reason why Tae-joo hyung watched that drama and insisted on telling me that part out loud.

I’m telling you not to be anxious.

Even if our Blue Porcelain loses its popularity and marketability due to genre limitations,

The country believes that the marketability of musicians will remain the same…

As I was trying to sleep, I rummaged through the bag that was roughly placed under my legs and took out a notebook and a pen.

This kind of anxiety eventually becomes a good source of inspiration for creators.

He moved his pen diligently over the note, then twisted his body as if he was having a seizure.

“Ah… … Ugh… … I’m getting angry again for no reason.”

Suchan, who was sitting in the driver’s seat, looks at me through the rearview mirror with surprised eyes.

“Why? Dong-ha, what’s wrong?”

“There is nothing wrong, that is the problem.”

“What does that mean?”

“No, the source of creation is love, and the greatest energy for musical inspiration is also love. Why can’t I love? That’s why I can’t write love songs that even dogs and cows can write.”

“There’s this astronaut… … right? That’s a love song, and it’s been trending on SNS as a heart-fluttering challenge lately.”

What the heck.

No matter how much a song leaves the hands of its creator, it is up to the listener’s interpretation, but at least I and Nureongi know that the song is not a love song.

“That song is for Nureongi. What is love?”

“haha…….”

Funny.

It’s not funny at all, but when I see him laughing, it seems like that guy is interfering with my love life.

Why, there is something like that?

My manager laughs in front of me, but when I’m not around, he says he’s protecting me and interferes with my relationship.

“Are you stopping me, hyung? There must be celebrities who send me notes. Are you cutting them off? Are you trying to manipulate me? Are you worried that my popularity will drop if I date? Right? If that’s the case, I’ll just wait and see. I won’t let that happen.”

When I caught Suchan’s eyes through the room mirror, he smiled awkwardly again and avoided my gaze.

I think that’s right… … .

The car stopped pretty roughly.

“We’ve arrived. Dong-ha, let’s get off first. I’ll pick up my brothers and come back later.”

The original route for getting off was up to me, but it looks like I’m getting off first today.

It’s time to go meet the bulldog, not the yellow one…

* * *

“what are you doing?”

I asked him because he looked pretty neat, even though he would normally just be lying down and patting his stomach.

“I packed my bags.”

“hmm…….”

Instead of answering, I just stared blankly at Lars Roemer.

Well, it’s been a long time, actually.

Because I’ve been hanging out here for over three months now since my colleague Kirk Schmidt left.

I just asked casually.

“Have you finished writing the song?”

“Oh. Thanks to meeting this guy who is full of rock spirit.”

“That’s funny. When are you going to go?”

When I ask him that question again, Lars Roemer answers nonchalantly.

“now.”

“Right now?”

“I have to go now that I’ve finished writing the song. I’ll go and check it out and if there’s anything I can use as a reference, I’ll check it out with the members. If I have to record the final song, I’m running out of time.”

Something… something.

After being together for a few months, have you become attached to each other?

It was annoying when it was there, but now that it’s gone, it’s a shame.

As I stand there hesitant, Lars Roemer snickers.

“Why? Do you regret it?”

“… … It’s a shame. I was wondering if you could find your way home on your own, so I was going to put my contact information around your neck.”

“You crazy bastard. Don’t worry about anything. The agency will come and pick you up soon.”

“Is that guy Michael Jordan or Michael Chang?”

“Michael Chung.”

“That or that.”

“Once again.”

“You’re not forgetting anything, are you? If you have any luggage left over, I’ll just throw it all in the trash.”

Lars Roemer shook his head again at my words and picked up his cell phone and started talking to someone.

“Oh. Come up. There’s quite a lot of luggage.”

I guess it’s Michael Jung.

After a short phone call, Lars Roemer approaches me and extends his hand.

“What is this? A handshake? To check if there’s a weapon in your hand or not?”

“Stop that fucking nonsense and just give me your hand, you idiot.”

“… … It’s creepy. It’s because we’re old, everyone.”

As I remained still, Lars Roemer reached out and took my hand in a handshake position, then tightened his grip.

“Thank you.”

“Not really.”

“Go home and sleep now. I know you went home from work to the practice room every day because of me.”

“It’s because it’s comfortable here. When I go home, Nureongi nags me a lot. Asks me if I have a crush on someone, who’s prettier, and if I can get an autograph. Things like that.”

“Let’s do it that way.”

At that moment, Mr. Michael Jeong comes up and opens the recording studio door.

“Huh? You were together?”

Lars Roemer and I let go of our hands in a hurry, like people caught doing something shameful.

People say I talk nonsense a lot.

To be honest, Lars Roemer and Nana are similar types of people.

I hate to imagine it, but that’s exactly what I’ll be like when I grow old.

Not looks, but personality.

Lars Roemer speaks to me as he hands over some luggage to Mr. Michael Jung.

“We’ll start activities before fall and do a world tour at the end of the year. See you then.”

“Sell a lot. Then my pockets will be full.”

“I might not use the song you gave me.”

“What a surprise.”

And then he left.

You came suddenly and suddenly.

I’m standing alone in the recording studio for a while now and I feel lonely again.

I tried to call Donghae by picking up my phone, but I held back.

If you call that guy, he’ll probably start drinking again.

I just felt like I needed some human warmth today.

You call someone, a few rings pass, and then you hear a familiar voice.

-What is it?

“What the heck? Come pick me up.”

-What are you talking about all of a sudden?

“Give me some food. I’m hungry. I’m going back home, so come to the practice room.”

-Who is that Lars Roemer?

“He’s gone. He came suddenly and left suddenly. I almost didn’t get to see his face.”

―Oh my… … Now sleep at home. If you sleep outside, you’ll get tired.

“Oh, nagging again. Do you nag more as you get older? Do those things just come out naturally?”

―You’re the one who doesn’t have any iron will. What’s so great about a person like this that his fans keep increasing… … .

“Okay, come quickly.”

―… … Get ready, I’ll be there in 30 minutes.

And then, looking at my phone that suddenly disconnected, a smile came to my face for no reason.

Patrasche or bulldog.

Anyway, the dog that suddenly came to visit has left, but I still have the savory Korean traditional dog, Nureongi.

Rockstar Again Episode 134