Luxury Singer Park Tae-gong Episode 10
EP 2. Singer Audition <Aspiring Singer’s Perspective>
Tae-gong’s singing voice begins to fill the interview room along with the fast tempo of the guitar.
The ears of the judges open as if by magic to the unheard-of song.
Of course.
It’s only natural.
It’s hard to imagine that the judges have heard a song from the future that will come out in the 2010s.
No, it might be even more strange to say that they have heard it.
Of course, there may be similar songs, but there is no doubt that the song Tae-gong knows from the future is different from the one being sung now.
As in Seung-joo’s case, usually not many songs are heard in the first audition.
At most, one song lasts about a minute.
However, the judges have been deeply engrossed in Tae-gong’s song for a long time.
“Who would have thought there would be a song like that…!”
“Unbelievable!”
The eyes of the judges begin to shine.
Of course, it’s only natural. It was a massive hit at the time, so it’s impossible for the judges’ ears not to be stimulated.
The melody follows the guitar accompaniment.
Despite the judges gradually preparing to end the song, Tae-gong remains deeply immersed in his own song.
He has become intoxicated by the feeling of singing in front of others after a long time.
Without interruption, the judges didn’t impose any restrictions on Tae-gong until the song came to an end.
Instead, they only desired to hear more.
But now, it’s just the first round of auditions.
They shouldn’t drag out the time.
“Um, ah.”
The representative judge, dressed in a suit, clears his throat, gathering the attention of the other judges.
“Um… Applicant Park Tae-gong.”
“Yes!”
“Please wait a moment. The judges need to have a meeting.”
An unusual event has occurred!
Could it be that the judges are calling for a meeting during the first round of auditions!
Even Tae-gong himself was so surprised that he couldn’t calm his pounding heart.
After a while, perhaps about a minute passed.
“May I ask Park Tae-gong applicant a few questions?”
“Yes, anytime!”
“Is that song your original composition? I’ve never heard it before…”
“Oh, well…”
After a moment of hesitation, Tae-gong awkwardly responds with a forced smile.
“It’s a composition by a musician I admire.”
“You haven’t debuted yet, have you?”
“I have debuted.”
“Excuse me, but may I ask your name?”
“I’m afraid I can’t even disclose that.”
“I see.”
The representative seems to have no further inquiries and nods.
No matter how much he sang a song that will be released in the future, he didn’t want to lie about it being his own composition.
Moreover, Jo Young-seo is actually a currently active singer.
If Tae-gong debuts as a singer later, it would be like being a junior to her.
“I understand. Anyway, the song is really good. It’s amazing to know a professional singer.”
“I don’t know her personally. I happened to work at a store and she came in as a customer once. I heard her humming a tune briefly, so I made a song based on it.”
“Indeed, I see. To be able to create such a well-composed song just by hearing a brief hum…”
The judges’ gaze changes once again upon realizing that Tae-gong also has the potential as a singer-songwriter.
Of course, Tae-gong also has the ability as a singer-songwriter.
He has actually tried writing songs himself.
But he doesn’t have confidence in creating a song as big a hit as the one he just sang.
“If by any chance, I get to go back to the future, I should apologize to her.”
Due to the unexpected song choice, he had to spin a lie like this.
He doesn’t know if he will ever meet her in person, but with a hint of guilt in his conscience, Tae-gong’s turn finally comes to an end.
After the audition, Tae-gong exits the building.
The results of the first round of auditions are expected to come out in about two weeks.
Following the instructions of the woman at the reception desk, who said the results would be sent by mail or informed over the phone, Tae-gong emerges onto the street, releasing a deep sigh as if finally relaxing the tension.
“Ahh~… Now it feels like I can breathe again!”
He was so nervous he thought he would die.
There were unexpected troubles, and he never imagined he would bring a hit song from the future to sing at the audition.
In a way, Seung-joo, who was partly responsible for this, puts his hand on Tae-gong’s shoulder and greets him as if they were old friends.
“Hey, Tae-gong! That song you just sang was amazing! What’s the title?”
“I haven’t given it a title yet…”
“That song seems like it’s going to be a huge hit, isn’t it? Do you plan to keep working on it? Or is the song already complete since you sang it so flawlessly?”
“There are still some parts that need to be refined. Since it’s a song I used to listen to in the past, I don’t remember it well, so I added some ad-libs here and there.”
“Indeed! I didn’t feel any awkwardness at all! Since we’ve met like this, shall we go somewhere for a drink? I’ll treat!”
“Haha… Thank you.”
Unable to resist Seung-joo’s proposal, Tae-gong awkwardly agrees and finds himself in an unexpected drinking session with him.
Although it may seem forced, Tae-gong actually had some curiosity about this man named Lee Seung-joo.
A man with unique fashion sense.
But his singing ability was top-notch.
It’s no wonder they call him the prince of ballads.
The man who would become the prince of ballads, Lee Seung-joo.
But…
…The alcohol was surprisingly weak.
“Getting drunk after just one glass of soju.”
Seung-joo was the one who suggested the drinks, so Tae-gong thought he was a good drinker, but as it turned out, he wasn’t.
Having sent him off reluctantly on a express bus after Seung-joo mentioned he had to return to Seoul that day, Tae-gong sighs and boards the subway.
He never expected to end up at the express bus terminal.
“I wonder if this is a good thing or a bad thing.”
Choosing a song from the future had definitely worked in his favor.
Although unintended, he could already read the word “pass” from the eyes of the judges.
“Now all I have to do is wait for the notification.”
Assuming there are no issues, Tae-gong expects to pass.
And two weeks later…
“This rascal actually passed?!”
Kichang stares at Tae-gong’s acceptance letter with wide eyes.
“It’s the expected result.”
“What confidence! It might just be luck.”
“Well, they say luck is part of skill.”
Tae-gong receives the acceptance letter with a confident smile, as if it were the expected outcome.
But this is just the beginning.
His journey in the music industry has only just begun.
