popseoul! is one of my fave blogs … luv the sarcasm and the “jack@$$ery” …
but popseoul! and i strongly disagree about one thing:
popseoul! thinks korean singer, rain, is a total tool; i think rain is a demigod sent here to destroy the universe with his sheer sexiness:
BEST PERFORMANCE EVER!!! better than jt, better than usher, better than *gulp michael (rain’s more refined than the raw michael; who says an apprentice can’t outdo his master?) … and this is coming from someone who’s getting married (see above), not from a lonely teenage girl in malaysia.
case in point: february 29, 2008. jy and i attended the jyp tour in the garden, nyc. sweet show except the place was half empty (as opposed to “sold out” as jyp claimed during his set). the place was half empty ’cause:
“where were the chinks (besides me)?”
do uknow who brings out the chinks (and the rest of asia-america)? do uknow who DID bring out the chinks? the sexiness did:
that’s why, unlike popseoul!, i believe rain is the only hope to asian-kind in america … even though he is an esl student whose repeating the first grade over and over (and over) again … even though he’s been experiencing a few problems lately.
instead, jyp entertainment is hoping “the hills” crowd digs a lil’ bit of soul … a lil’ bit of G-SOUL (git it?):
the dood was alright that night … kinda boring … kinda short … but seriously, how can jyp producemanufacture the sexiness, the triple threat (i.e., singing, dancing, & uhhh sexiness?) … and then come out with a lil’ g-soul (with none of the above) to sweep through america, land of really, really tall and good looking people?
to make matters worse, do uknow who is indirectly funding this fiasco? my precious, overworked wonder girls (who couldn’t last more than 3 songs that night):
all the profits of “tell me” are being horribly invested by this man:
who made jy scream like a fourteen year-old, which was quite the sight to behold.
bottom line: although it was nice to be in a room full of koreans (who enjoy their music by not dancing to it but filming it with their digi cams) … and although the first 30 seconds of “tell me” were worth the price of admission for me (such an amazing intro) … i left the garden semi-disappointed … yearning for a PHENOM … yearning for a yellow brothuh to conquer whitey … yearning for some chinks in da house … yearning for the sexiness.
rain isn’t a tool; he’s our only hope ……..
- loren
