To See The Next Part Of The Dream

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I still remember the first korean indie musician I heard. His music was so amateurish and difficult. The next musician I listened to had a great influence on my music life. However, his music was not promoted properly. Now they are all living their live, disappearing from the Internet. However, listening to their songs still reminds me of memories that never existed. Memorie, recording alone in a small dark room, giving out a demo album to acquaintance, and forming a band in the club. Memorie, in the early 2000, when there was romance, performing at the Hongdae club with a few audience, and then living each day without a plan. I'm sure I'll never forget them forever. I want to be a person like them, who is remembered and talked to for the rest of one's life. Through these work, I want to leave a little trace of my own, no matter how stupid and anachronistic dream it may be. This album can be said to be the answer to my dream. This is an album about a person whose body is an adult but mind is still a child, due to the wide gap between ideal and reality. He believes he is talented, and he thinks he will definitely become a world tour rock star in the future. In reality, however, he had never played a guitar while he was 21, his singing skills are fucking awful, and is below average in height and appearance and everything. How will he react now, who has just faced reality as an adult after adolescence? This album contains references to many things that influenced my adolescence, such as Lily Chou Chou, Welcome to the NHK, Goodnight Punpun, and Neon Genesis Evangelion. Rather than trying to exclude it, I put it as honestly as I wanted. The feelings that I have felt for the past 3 years are also honestly contained. Delusion, Inferiority, Past, Non-adaptation, Escapist, Fantasy and Disillusion, Struggle, Most Ordinary Existence, Lethargy, and Suicide. Only complaints about those feelings are left in this album, and there is no such thing as overcoming them. I can't give you a sweet word of consolation. I can't say "It's gonna be okay someday". .

via Last.fm

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