Time Mansour - Chapter 58



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Episode 58: Waves in my heart

I received a reply from the startup developers I helped the other day.

-Thank you very much. Thanks to you, I was able to convince the investors. If you ever come to Bangkok, please contact me. If you have a real schedule, let’s meet up.

A foreigner whose face I don’t even know.

I’ve never been abroad before.

There are more and more developers known all over the world.

For someone who just sits in the corner of the room and types away on the keyboard.

I think I live in a somewhat global way.

“Let’s go somewhere for real.”

I wanted to just grab a bag and run away.

I’ve never been on a real trip, except for a workshop.

There were times when I couldn’t go due to financial reasons.

Rather than that.

I thought the trip itself was a hassle.

I lived my life thinking that even traveling was work.

Since I went to Daecheon Beach.

The desire to go on a trip grew stronger and stronger.

When I look at the sea, my heart starts to feel waves.

**

This is the studio that Seongtae told me about.

From the outside, it looks like just a shabby commercial building.

I went inside, looking around.

Recording studios lined up on both sides of the hallway.

I tilted my head as I glanced at the room numbers.

Seongtae said which room it was.

I can’t remember so I take out my phone.

Finally.

The recording studio door opens.

“Hey. You’re here. Come in here.”

Seongtae appeared behind the door.

Today again, a slightly stiff expression.

He’s always so tense.

I don’t know how that guy handles the sound equipment during a live performance.

I sat down and looked at Seongtae curiously.

After setting it up and roughly loosening up your hands.

Lightly touch the keys.

“Youngjun. Myunggyu. We’re going to record the keyboard and drums first.”

I nod to Seongtae’s words.

It looks like they’re going to record each part separately, rather than as an ensemble.

Record the drums and keyboard first.

It seemed like he was trying to play the bass and guitar separately and then layer it on top of that.

The vocals will probably be sung last.

I turned away from Seongtae’s serious gaze and placed my hands on the keyboard.

I moved my fingers according to the score.

As the keyboard sounds, Myung-gyu hits the drums to the beat.

After finishing a song like that.

Seongtae kept gesturing as if he felt something was missing.

He imitates beating a drum and punches the air.

“I hit the crash once. It’s too strong now. I wish the symbol had hit a little thicker.”

“What the hell are you talking about? Hit softly? Or hit hard?”

“No. No. I think it would be better if the stick went in a little deeper. I think it would be better if the crash was deeper.”

What is he saying now?

Honestly, I don’t really understand what Seongtae is saying right now.

It seemed like the same thing happened to Myeong-gyu.

If it were Myeong-gyu’s usual personality, he would have hit him hard with a stick.

Not a symbol, but a sign.

‘Myunggyu is holding up well today. Still.’

It’s a band group that would be lucky if they didn’t make any mistakes in the first place.

however.

For some reason, Seongtae is demanding details today.

‘I guess you really want to do it properly.’

Seongtae kept talking. Myeonggyu nodded absentmindedly. Looking at the situation, it seemed like it was going to end early.

In this group, Nana Myungkyu was the one who played steadily.

The bass and guitar actually made more mistakes.

Among them.

I think the biggest problem is.

“Ouch, my throat hurts.”

Of course it was the vocals.

Guk-yeong opened the door with a frown.

As I flop down on the chair, my clothes flutter and the smell of cigarettes spreads everywhere.

“I told you to quit smoking.”

“I said it had nothing to do with smoking. It’s because it’s been a while since I’ve sung a song. It’s been a while.”

“You haven’t sung the song yet?”

When Seongtae asks Gukyoung, Gukyoung avoids eye contact.

like that.

I just started recording.

I don’t do the recording that I’m told to do.

“You crazy bastard. Where in the world is there a vocalist who smokes two packs of cigarettes a day? No wonder your songs smell like cigarettes.”

“My voice is fine. It’s just that your song sucks.”

“It’s your face that’s dirty.”

“You little punk, look in the mirror.”

Like a recorder, it just repeats the same thing over and over again.

Like an old cassette tape spinning.

The conversations we had during our school days are reproduced as they are.

Oh my.

Even though they act childish here.

If you go to a company, you’ll probably be a decent expert.

Anyway, since we are all older and have less stamina, we won’t be able to bicker for long.

It’ll quiet down soon, so just wait.

Thinking like that, I leaned back in my chair and played with my cell phone.

‘Let me just check the flight ticket.’

Then I took a quick look at the travel destination.

**

As expected, it took a long time.

After a few more hours in the studio, recording was finally entering its final stages.

I finished each part individually. While Seongtae was mixing.

Let’s go. Guk-yeong takes out a cigarette case and stands up from his seat.

Come back quickly. I might have to record more. Seongtae said, tapping away at his keyboard.

After that, Gukyeong, Changseok, and Myeonggyu all nodded their heads.

They all rushed out the door.

So all the smokers leave, and only Seongtae and I are left in the recording studio.

Seongtae, with his face glued to the monitor and fiddling with something on the keyboard.

The melody we played flows out of the speakers in a choppy manner.

I stared at the sight for a while, and then in the middle of it, I asked Seongtae a question by hitting the back of his head.

“But why are we suddenly recording?”

“Just. It’s fun. You can keep it as a memory later. Also, if you upload the album to a music site, you won’t forget the songs like last time.”

Well, yeah. Seongtae answers with the back of his head.

My hair is thinning. There has been a lot of charcoal loss.

“You composer… do you have any thoughts?”

“Huh? Me? No. What kind of composer am I? I have no talent.”

“Why? You’ve been on that floor for a long time.”

“I mean, even if there are dozens of microphones installed on stage, the live audio is amazing. But the composition is not like that. I guess I don’t have any talent for creation.”

“Well, that’s similar to me.”

I can’t make it either. I burst out laughing without realizing it because it overlapped with my appearance.

As I was laughing alone, what was that? He’s doing it again. Seongtae shook his head from side to side.

Is he really not that foolish? Or is he just pretending to be? I don’t know. At this age, dreaming can sometimes be embarrassing. I was lost in thought, watching Seongtae’s back as he swayed.

“Ouch. My throat hurts.”

The kids who went out to smoke came back.

At that moment, Seongtae takes his hands off the keyboard.

It looks like the mixing work is almost finished.

So everyone gathered together.

I feel like there’s nothing else to do now.

Among the band members.

“How about we all travel together?”

I suddenly asked a question.

“Traveling is great. We should go on a trip abroad together sometime.”

“Okay. Let’s set a date this time. We’ve been talking about going on a trip for half a year now.”

“I think I can do it too.”

like this.

At first, everyone answered enthusiastically.

Next week. Next month. The month after that.

The more specific the date is, the more it becomes.

“It’s my season, so it might be a bit difficult.”

“I also have a business trip to the US. I think I’ll have to go.”

“Because that day was my wife’s birthday.”

Everyone shook their heads.

It wasn’t easy to keep up with the schedule.

Well, everyone is busy.

I don’t know about a day or two, but for long-term schedules, I’ll have to take a vacation.

And suddenly, traveling abroad will be more difficult.

“Hey. Hey. Don’t be like that. Let’s go during summer vacation. Everyone will be on vacation.”

Starting with Seongtae’s words that it would be difficult right now.

“Yeah. Everyone’s going on vacation in the summer. Oh. Right. Changseok. Are you the problem?”

“Well. If I talk to my wife nicely, I think I can do it for now.”

That’s how we coordinate our summer vacation schedules. I looked at my phone calendar and ran my finger through it. Many people’s fingerprints were left on the phone.

So, I thought the date was roughly aligned, but this time, because of the location, a second match was held again.

“They say it’s hot in Southeast Asia in the summer.”

“How do you get to Europe with that schedule?”

“Let’s just go to nearby Japan. That’s right.”

This is deja vu. I feel like I’ve seen this scene somewhere before.

I rest my chin on my hand and quietly watch, wondering when it will end.

I don’t know if it’s my imagination.

Everyone looked happier than when they were playing.

**

On the way home.

Before we knew it, the moon had risen in the night sky.

The crescent moon smiles faintly.

As the weather improved, fog began to cover the park again.

As I was about to sit down on the bench, cigarette smoke followed me.

Moved several times.

I find a bench in a corner and lean against it.

“Good.”

A crescent moon hanging in the night sky.

It’s a thin yellow line.

like.

It’s like a booger stuck in a baby’s fingernail,

“···”

You have a poor imagination.

I wonder if this is the problem.

Suddenly, that thought occurs to me.

That’s why I thought he was a half-developer.

What do you do if you’re good at technology?

I’m not really sure what I should develop.

I was just sitting there blankly basking in the moonlight.

The cigarette smoke that appeared from somewhere chased me again.

Eventually I ended up getting up from the bench.

“Let’s just go home. Home.”

He muttered like that and started walking.

A Russian grocery store has opened on the first floor of an empty church building. The cross has been taken down. I turn around and go home, carrying the invisible cross.

I went back to my room and put down my keyboard. Thud. I must have been tired from the day, because I collapsed on the floor.

I pass the keyboard lying on the table in the living room and sit down on the bed in my room.

“I don’t have anyone to travel with.

Thinking like that, I scroll up and down the contact list.

After I quit my job and pushed away my contact information, I only had a few numbers.

Even among the remaining numbers, there was no one who was willing to go on a trip with me.

Sometimes I just want to run away far away.

When Manager Chae said that before, I didn’t understand it at all.

‘I’m doing that right now.’

Now I understand Manager Chae’s feelings a little.

I habitually keep looking for travel destinations. The more I look at the photos, the more I become absorbed in them without even realizing it.

Yeah. Let’s just go alone. If you look at YouTube, there are a lot of people who travel alone.

Let’s go once, thinking that it will leave good memories like Seongtae said. With that in mind, we make up our minds and decide on a travel destination.

Well, I’m not completely alone.

I only have about a dozen real friends.

Because I had over a hundred online friends.

**

At first, I thought about going to see Jaeshirong.

America was too far away.

For a first travel destination, I thought it was too heavy.

I contacted my Thai friends who helped me out with work a while ago just in case.

-I have a schedule next week, so I think I’ll be going to Thailand. Can we meet up sometime?

-Really? We’re fine. Our opening just ended, so there’s nothing much going on right now. Come and take a look around the company. It would be an honor if that famous IT problem solver came. An honor.

The kids added a joke at the end. The title changed from Korea Jashlong to IT Problem Solver.

“I guess I can go with this.”

I hesitated again and again because it seemed like I was just making a promise with my mouth.

If that doesn’t work out, I can just wander around on my own. Who would want to arrest a fully grown adult? I thought to myself as I booked my plane ticket.

So I just opened the zipper of my backpack.

I’ve never been on a trip that was really a trip in my life.

So I was excited, but also a little scared.

Bangkok. Thailand. Travel destination.

I kept searching the same information on the Internet.

I feel like time is passing quickly for no reason.

I went into my sister’s room and turned on the computer.

I stare at videos with similar content for a long time.

Every time I watch a travel video with the same content, it feels new.