Noribong superstar

Last night I was out with my Korean friend Hwan when he gets a call from a mutual friend of ours Milan. She says she’s at a noribong(karioke room) with a bunch of her girlfriends and invited us to join them. You didn’t have to ask us twice. When we get to the room is is full of about ten very beautiful girls. All of them are like, “Wow, an American!” They are all asking me a million questions and were very friendly. Koreans are very interested in westerners, and I often feel like a a guest of honor in social situations.

So of course they want me to sing a song. There was no way I could do that, I don’t even like talking to large groups of people. I tried to say no, but they forced the song book into my hands and I started flipping pages. I was scared shitless as I looked for a song. I felt like I was choosing my own casket. I went with “One” by U2.

I remember doing the song before and it came out pretty good, but now it seemed to sound really good! Maybe it was the effect on the mic or some kind of pitch correction, I don’t know. Everyone was clappinng and oooooing and ahhhhing. I think that is the closest I will ever get to becoming a rock star.