Raising a Neglected Singer-Songwriter - Chapter 181
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Episode 181. Scheherazade (5)
“So. You want to invite us as the opener for your year-end world tour? Metallord?”
The Savior nodded slightly at my words.
“Yes. Not once or twice, but the entire tour.”
“The dwarf old man still doesn’t know us well. He dares to call me, a butcher on the backstage and a tyrant on the stage, as the opener… …? Even if he gives me the main stage, I won’t be satisfied? Huh?!”
He said that and looked around… … It was quiet… … .
At least the Savior saved me from the swamp of embarrassment.
“I don’t need to explain to you how great a band Metallord is, do I? I think confidence is something a musician should have, an ego… … to that extent.”
I twisted my body slightly.
It’s embarrassing… … .
I know.
I think I overdid it too.
I also know that they have a great band called Metal Road.
We also know that it is an overwhelming opportunity for us to accompany them as openers, considering our position and Metal Road’s position.
Of course, if we had a little more time, the location could change, but at least for now.
The reason I had so many thoughts in my head wasn’t just because of Metal Road’s year-end world tour invitation.
You were always quiet when you were resting, but when you decided to start promoting your second album, all kinds of things came pouring out at once.
The success of the OST of .
People say that the drama industry is one where it’s hard to hit back-to-back home runs, but writer Moon Soo-hyun has done it.
– Dong-ha, your share is this much. How can I express my gratitude?
When he said to me so directly, “This much is enough…”, he didn’t open his hands very wide.
That was kind of funny.
It’s not that I had any bad feelings towards her, I just thought she was a cute older woman.
It was honestly just hilarious.
It seems like all creators in the world have such symbols.
If things go well, it’s my fault.
What if they fail? Hmm… … Aren’t those who think it’s their own fault the ones who end up succeeding?
Anyway.
As the drama OST became a hit, requests for solo songs instead of bands are coming in on music shows.
Unless my brothers are all dead and reduced to skeletons, I will never go on stage as a soloist.
Thinking like that, I looked at Youngpil and Taeju.
They’re still pretty solid so it’s okay, but they’re still guys… … The solidity of Tae-joo hyung and Young-pil hyung is a little different.
It seems like Tae-joo hyung is maintaining his health by taking care of himself as he should, given his wealth and the power of money.
Phil hyung… … how should I put it, their flesh is pulling at each other… … ?
I guess you ate a lot of oily food while you were resting.
I should send them on a hospital tour before the release of their second album. Pulling, squeezing, and giving them shots. I should use the power of medicine to hold them on… … . We may not be idols, but we should at least have the bare minimum of courtesy towards our fans.
If you’re a veteran band that’s been around for 30 years, you might think that taking care of your appearance is something that other people don’t care about, but that’s not the case for us, right?
“… … Dong-ha, why are your eyes red?”
Youngpil hyung looks at me and then opens his mouth.
What are you talking about?
“I think my brothers will die soon… … . That makes me really sad?”
“… … You’re good at everything, but you’re really good at poking at sore spots. Me? You’re special. That… … unique quirk that only you have is more special than the vocals. Special one.”
“I promised myself that I wouldn’t go on stage alone, right? But if all my hyungs die, I’ll have no choice but to go on stage alone, right? But it seems like that won’t be long… … Am I mistaken?”
“… … .”
Yeongpil remained silent as I continued to speak.
Are you shocked?
but…….
It must be the truth that we have been ignoring and living with.
Anyway, I was lost in my own thoughts again.
At the edge of my vision, I can see Youngpil holding Taejoo’s hand and talking about ‘Let’s live long… longer than that bastard Dongha…’, but that’s not important right now.
What was certain and important was that I had to record my second album and start promoting… … I was just thinking about that, but then suddenly things got busy.
I started counting by unfolding my fingers and folding them one by one.
Then suddenly an idea occurred to me and I asked the Savior.
“Is the Dwarf Inspiration album out?”
“I’m working hard on promoting it now. I guess I’m putting a lot of effort into it. I guess I’m confident.”
“Who made this song for you… … . If you do that, it must have taken a really long time. It’s been so long since you gave me the song, and now you’re releasing it… … .”
“If it’s good.”
He didn’t bother to hide his laughter at the Savior’s words.
Regardless of my preference, there is no denying that Metallord is a great band.
You gave a song to that band?
That’s coming out soon, and the band is inviting us to their end of year tour plans?
If you don’t like this, you’re not a rocker.
Or maybe the ego is too big and it tastes bad.
Even though my ego is a bit inflated, I don’t look down on others. I just objectively know my greatness.
“But why didn’t the dwarf contact me directly but instead contacted the company?”
“You’re a professional.”
“Pro?”
“Yeah. It’s business. You have to coordinate with the company. Even if they’re rock stars, they can’t be as self-willed as you are. Be professional. You must have asked the company.”
I looked at the Savior quietly.
Now that I think about it, that witch hag… … She’s been really annoying lately… … .
Pick on me during the day and get hit on at night.
Is this what people these days call the day-night-night style?
Or do you nag during the day because you want to be teased more at night?
She is a strange woman.
As I wipe my chin with that thought, Dong-sik’s voice rings out through the speaker.
-Hey Dongha… … Should I go out?
“I forgot.”
I sat up straight again, facing forward, and spat out.
“Tell him to call. And tell him to practice hard so he doesn’t get eaten by the opener.”
“I will tell you so.”
actually.
If it’s a Metal Road tour, the diehard fans of Metal Road will flock to it, so they won’t get eaten up. No matter how well we do, their idol will be Metal Road, not us.
So, you’re paying money to go on tours with old people.
‘A bald dwarf. What a waste of time.’
He thought to himself and raised one corner of his mouth slightly.
It seems like they care about us.
To introduce their fans to a band called Blue Porcelain.
But then again, Dong-sik’s tense voice flowed out through the speaker.
-Why are you laughing…?
“Start over again. Swing hard if you don’t want to lose to the dwarf.”
Dong-sik hyung should continue to do the directing that he wants so much.
* * *
Cheong-A Entertainment headquarters.
Chief Gil Min-seok flinched as he confirmed that the Savior had returned and immediately started meeting with the Savior.
“You’ve already started recording?”
“yes.”
“No, wasn’t it supposed to be released simultaneously worldwide? Did you happen to make a mistake in delivering it midway…?”
Gil Min-seok looked at Gu Se-ryeong with a puzzled look.
Actually, this isn’t the kind of relationship you can see. Gil Min-seok isn’t that kind of person.
But this picture doesn’t match.
Shouldn’t you be creating lyrics in English first, rather than recording them?
If you want to create proper lyrics, not just simple conversions or translations, the first priority should be to create English lyrics, no matter what anyone says.
As if trying to clear up his doubts, the soft voice of the old man came to Gil Min-seok’s ears.
“That’s just how he is.”
“?”
“Order. It’s important. But geniuses are a little different. Or maybe it’s just bullying.”
“Bullying? I don’t know.”
“There is something like that. They tease you and you get energy and in an instant, they make lyrics like ‘Pavabak.’ It’s a bit frustrating when you leave the production entirely up to the artist, not the company. Right, Chief Gil?”
Gil Min-seok continued to organize his confused mind at the words of the Savior.
Blue porcelain… … .
They are definitely a unique group.
There is something that touches people’s hearts.
There is also a narrative…
People are surprisingly enthusiastic about those things.
I look forward to watching the performance of Yoon Tae-joo, the conglomerate leader. Wow… … Is there a conglomerate hero like the one in the hero movie in Korea?
Looking at Hong Yeong-pil, I identify with his past of overcoming hardships and rising again.
Kim Dong-sik?
That person is now the god of Korean office workers.
[I also once dreamed of becoming a cartoonist. I dreamed of it while watching the Terror Baseball Team. But the world is not that easy. There is a big gap between dreams and reality. I lived in reality. But after watching Kim Dong-sik, I am picking up the pen again. It is late, but it is never too late. Because there is someone who proved it.]
It was a post on a webtoon creation community and received countless likes.
Moving things… … go without saying.
Bringing out the old, or at least the past-dwelling rock fans into the open.
By getting women, the core consumers of the music industry in their teens to thirties, into the unfamiliar genre of rock…
Boys?
Guitars are selling well again these days.
Originally, this is what the Republic of Korea was like.
Back in the old days, when the drama became a huge hit, the number of students admitted to Korean medicine schools skyrocketed.
Children caught baseballs as they watched a baseball player, now known as a “too much talker,” conquer the major leagues.
A country where when one thing becomes popular, the entire trend changes in an instant.
As Gil Min-seok, the head of an entertainment company, I have no intention of discussing the pros and cons. I just react sensitively to changes in trends.
Gil Min-seok collected his thoughts and handed over the documents he had prepared.
“This is the schedule for the second half of the year. As you mentioned, we’ve included a world tour with Metal Road in December. In the short term, it’s a loss… … but we need to look at it in the long term.”
Gu Se-ryeong laughed at Gil Min-seok’s words.
I don’t know when this started, but I seem to have developed a love for Blue Porcelain.
Because if not, I would have been against it.
As a head of the finance department, being the opener for another band? I don’t think that’s a good idea. Furthermore, head of the finance department, Gil Min-seok, is the person who is more confident than anyone else about the success of Blue Porcelain’s second album.
If you ride the wave of success of your second album and hold a solo concert at home and abroad at the end of the year.
It’s all about money.
It means giving it up and taking Blue Porcelain to the world stage.
The old man asked with a very faint smile.
“Chief Gil, who do you like the most?”
“Among the members, you are asking, right?”
“of course.”
The gazes of the sitting Gu Se-ryeong and the standing Chief Gil Min-seok met somewhere in the air.
“This is Hong Young-pil. My favorite.”
“Unexpected?”
“Is that so?”
“Yes. But I think I know why you like it.”
Gu Seol-ryeong never smiles in front of Gil Min-seok, but as they talk about Blue Porcelain, her smiles start to increase.
There was no reason to talk about it, but Gil Min-seok opened his mouth.
As the head of the headquarters, it seems like it would be right for him to do so.
“People idolize others by projecting their ideals onto them. That’s an idol. But there’s something else that they idolize. Someone who resembles them… … Someone who has achieved something that they couldn’t.”
“Who do you look like? It’s amazing how you’ve managed to hide something like this until now.”
“Is that so?”
Gil Min-seok, who asked softly, smiled at Gu Se-ryeong who did not answer.
As Gil Min-seok turned around, Gu Se-ryeong added her words.
“Oh, but my favorite person, Hong Young-pil, the chief, doesn’t want to see me.”
“yes?”
“On the way out of the practice room earlier, I was asked who was making me do a double album, and now I’m getting a worldwide offer. I told them it was Director Gil Min-seok.”
Gil Min-seok tilted his head as he watched Gu Se-ryeong, who was still speaking in an incomprehensible manner.
“But doesn’t moving have to do all the hardship?”
“Sharing joy and pain. Dong-ha is the type that enjoys sharing.”
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