Rockstar Again - Chapter 142



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Episode 142 KATA TON DAIMONA EAYTOY (5)

Rock has been segmented and has established its own domain.

Hard rock.

Metal.

Punk.

Alternative.

Even psychedelic.

There are probably more subtle genre distinctions than this, but the genre isn’t important.

A person who does rock can also do ballads.

Someone who does hard rock might bring punk to their next album.

That is entirely up to the creator.

Of course, if that happens, it could be disappointing to fans and they might get criticized.

Actually, I said it was the creator’s intention, but there’s no way that I, who does hard rock, would suddenly bring out punk or psychedelic music in my next album.

This is a kind of realm of taste, and the creator’s taste is a big reason why the genre is formed.

So I made some metal music, stuffed it in my pocket, and gave it to an old metal expert named Patrasche.

I’m not going to use it anyway.

I made it, but it wasn’t my taste.

There is one reason why I specifically mentioned the genre.

Suddenly, a man named Jim Morrison from the rock band The Doors from LA came to mind.

He was one of the pioneers who had a great influence on the rock world, but he was actually not a vocalist that I liked that much.

He doesn’t have a distinct vocal range, nor does he have amazing vocalization or volume.

The genre was also psychedelic rock, which I don’t particularly like.

But why did I think of this person now?

This gentleman.

He is a person who lived and died as rock itself.

Just before the show, he was seen rolling around with a woman backstage and was beaten up by a police officer who mistook him for a hippie.

He went up on stage in that state and taunted the police, and was arrested at the scene.

Got caught mocking a security guard again.

Charges include indecent acts, exposure, blasphemy, and even drunkenness.

You could say that drugs and alcohol have always been around.

I haven’t seen it myself, but there are so many records.

He suffered from constant accidents throughout his life and died at the age of twenty-seven.

Another genius referred to as the so-called twenty-seven club.

Come to think of it, rock has a lot to do with the age of twenty-seven.

The guitarist who is a legend in his own right, Jimi Hendrix.

Janis Joplin, the female rock star of her time.

Brian Jones, the leader of the Rolling Stones.

Even Kurt Cobain, the pioneer of alternative rock.

Jim Morrison is mentioned alongside them not only because he died young at the age of twenty-seven.

The lyrics are amazing.

The songwriting ability that made the Doors a contemporary rock band.

Even the bizarre on-stage antics that decisively laid the foundation for the performances of rock band frontmen.

I recalled the epitaph on his tomb that I had read with him through an American music magazine when he was still a young boy.

KATA TON DAIMONA EAYTOY.

‘Be true to your soul.’

When I see things like this, I think this guy is really special.

Born in the United States, died in France, and is buried in France.

The epitaph is in Greek.

Anyway… … I am shivering as I feel his teachings now.

“We―run―through―time―in―your―hands―.”

I took a step back from the mic.

I think this is the first time.

I stopped singing.

Even if I don’t sing, my songs still fill this space.

What a sight this is.

Age, gender, occupation.

They are all mixed up and looking at me and shouting my song.

Students.

Nearby residents.

To my original fans who traveled a long way to see me.

Even the police officers who came to support were controlling the personnel.

‘This is really… … an emotion that cannot be felt on a small indoor stage.’

I turned my head away for a moment and cleared my throat.

Bend over and take a sip of the water placed under the microphone.

I think that way, this shaking won’t be noticed.

I am being true to my soul now.

It’s not chicken soup that fills the soul, it’s the heart of someone who loves me and stirs the soup all night to feed me chicken soup.

What fills my soul is not the song, but the moment when I feel that they love me. That in itself.

I opened my mouth and made some crude remarks while the fans were singing the end of the universe for me.

“Uh… … shX, um… … thank you all for being alive.”

“Move!”

“Move!”

“Move!”

Then the chant changes to cheering me on.

This is also thrilling.

But… …they don’t know.

How much comfort I receive from them.

Also, how grateful I am for making me realize that I am alive.

The sunset sets behind the seats arranged on the stone steps of the stadium.

A fleeting moment where light and darkness coexist.

When someone sitting in the audience turns on the flashlight on their cell phone and waves it around, a white light rises.

And waves crash against me.

Looking at that scenery, I realize something else.

I’m probably going to rock until I die.

The fact that the god of music was right in the end.

* * *

Whether it was a stage that gave fans a thrill or a stage that brought the singer to his knees.

After the stage is over, a manager’s life becomes even busier.

The singers are exhausted and become one with the car seats, but the manager cannot close his eyes.

“Brother, go in. Get some rest. Then you can run the event again tomorrow.”

As Park Soo-chan opened the driver’s window and opened his mouth, Hong Young-pil smiled brightly.

“It’s like a dream these days. But I’m really tired. Maybe it’s because I’m getting older.”

“Haha, don’t you know that hyungs are rejuvenating these days? You’re getting younger and younger.”

“Words. But still, I appreciate the words.”

“Please come in.”

“Is Dong-ha still sleeping?”

“Yes. Unlike usual, I’m really exhausted today. Is it because I’ve been running around to so many events recently, or because of the company’s schedule adjustments… … No. I think I’ll be able to rest a bit then since I’m going to the US soon anyway. Right?”

“Okay, anyway, go in. Hurry up. I’ll drop Dong-ha off and you should rest too.”

Park Soo-chan nodded at Hong Young-pil’s words and put his foot on the accelerator again.

Late at night.

It’s closer to dawn than night.

After leaving the stage at the evolution preview, it’s time to run two more university festivals.

It’s tiring, but it’s much better for the celebrity I’m in charge of to do well than not to do well.

A manager’s fortune changes depending on which celebrity he or she is in charge of.

No matter how experienced you are in the industry, if the celebrity you’re working with is a newbie, you’re all left behind.

On the other hand, even if he has just started working, if the celebrity he is in charge of is a top celebrity, he is treated equally as a manager.

Park Soo-chan looked at Lee Dong-ha, who was stretched out, through the rearview mirror on the driver’s seat.

‘In times like this, just… … kid… … .’

The more I look at it, the more amazing it is.

Since Park Soo-chan is a well-known figure in the industry, he has seen many celebrities, whether they are his or her managers or not.

Especially the singer.

But it’s different.

Consistent attitude, whether there is a camera or not.

Then you might think, is he a good celebrity? But that’s not the case.

Then we can judge it like this.

That kid, he’s got no shame, with or without a camera?

But that’s not it either.

There is no shame, but it is secretly full of shame.

He keeps ticking at the staff he works with, but he also takes care of the staff while moving.

– Are you thirsty? Drink. Don’t put your mouth on it.

– You’re crazy. Why do you keep standing up? Sit down, no. Lie down. You should rest when you have time. If you don’t rest, who are you going to send to the afterlife?

It’s not just Park Soo-chan himself who does this, but also broadcasting stations and company personnel.

The same goes for fans.

-Go home, Emma. What rank are you?

-There is a time for everything, even studying.

-What? I studied hard. Do you want to die?

Um… … Sometimes it feels like I’m fighting with my fans.

The fans seem to cheer more at that kind of thing, so it doesn’t seem like they’re fighting.

-Hey, Oh Eun-mi. Didn’t I tell you to get out?

-Your name? You told me last time, right? It’s Eunmi Oh, remember me! Just like that.

―You’re not good at studying. When I asked you last time, you said you were a 6th grader, right? If you want to marry me, come get a 3rd grader. Then, when you go to college, we’ll talk again.

-Eunmi, I’m not saying you shouldn’t come at all. Just come once a month. You need to relieve stress, too.

I wonder if being able to memorize the names of people I’ve met a few times is just because I’m smart.

Just because they are celebrities who graduated from KAIST or Korea University doesn’t mean they can memorize the names of the staff members.

‘Is personality something you’re born with?’

“Ugh… … No… … I’m going to date… … X-ba… … Music’s… … Etc… … Shin-ah… … .”

“Dong-ha, are you awake?”

I asked quietly just in case, and it seemed like he was sleeping.

As the signal flashes and finally turns green, Park Soo-chan begins to accelerate smoothly again.

Again, upon receiving the signal, Park Soo-chan’s eyes turn to the rearview mirror again.

I just… … keep looking at it.

Long and slender body.

Hair disheveled, with wet sweat roughly wiped away with a towel.

Wearing matching top and bottom clothes, with just a white t-shirt underneath.

The sneakers are just Converse.

Today it’s blue Converse.

The last school I visited had blue as its symbolic color, so I changed into that and went on stage.

It’s a fashion that seems to go against the times, but seeing that it works, it seems like she was born to be a celebrity.

At first I was like, what is this? But then, among young people, there was a trend of doing something retro and gradually, fashion items resembling Dong-ha’s were appearing on the streets.

Anyway, the difference between Lee Dong-ha and other celebrities wasn’t just that his character was different…

attractiveness.

This is a world where there are truckloads of people who can’t get ahead no matter how handsome or pretty they are.

Then, you might think that if you really have the skills, you’ll be successful, but that’s not the case.

I’ve seen more than a few singers who couldn’t get popular even if their vocals were killed.

Then, does it become a good song?

There are countless people who, even when they receive a good song, just blink once and go out like a streetlight.

So is Dong-ha the same as many other successful singers?

‘No. Our Dong-ha… is special.’

Park Soo-chan felt himself calling Dong-ha, and one corner of his mouth went up.

I’ve seen so many successful and talented people.

This time, moving is different from them.

What’s different?

‘I’m a little jealous of this. It feels like you’re the main character in this world. Everyone else is just a supporting actor or a minor character.’

Does he know this himself?

“… … Child… … Really… … I… … am going to date too… … .”

I looked at his face again just in case, and he was still sleeping.

Even drooling.

Even though I went through time slip, my physical age is 21, so I’ve become a romantic interest these days.

Even in dreams, seeing you do that makes me think you really want to be in love.

As a manager, you become better at understanding the situation than the celebrity himself.

Move?

If I were to take the initiative to pick up women, I could probably date any number of women, but if I keep doing this, I’ll never be able to date again.

It’s not like I read the eyes of one or two female celebrities who have feelings for Dong-ha.

Sometimes he casts a sticky glance, and sometimes he gives a quick greeting and smiles when he goes up and down the stage.

But Dong-ha, he has no clue.

at all.

In the meantime, I’m just busy teasing my brothers.

There are many cases where girls take the lead.

The members are all over 50 years old.

One of them is the chairman of a large corporation.

That alone is already a high barrier to entry.

So, there were a lot of girls who gathered their courage, came to the waiting room, loitered around, and then moved on.

In it?

Dong-ha is… … inside again, teasing his hyungs and giggling.

I want to be in love, he said things like that.

Not only celebrities, but also women at hair salons and staffs all drool over Dong Ha. Dong Ha himself is completely unaware and only drools when he sleeps.

Should I tell you… … I’ve thought about it before.

Honestly, no matter how much I like her, I can’t encourage my celebrity to date, so I’m pretending I don’t know anything.

“I’ll tell you when you’re about thirty.”

Until then, I wonder if I really won’t be able to date, but who knows.

Then, Park Soo-chan, who was laughing for no reason, waited for the last signal at the intersection leading to Dong-ha’s house.

I feel sorry for the kids I used to be in charge of, but back then, I would get so tired of dropping them off at times like this.

But the time I spend looking after Dong-ha is filled with a certain… … fullness.

A sense of mission as a manager to watch over the chaotic times of a man destined to become a world-class star.

“Donghaya. I’ve arrived.”

Rockstar Again Episode 143