Its official, I love Kpop. This being said,
I still don’t know or understand half of
it.
The beats are catchy and the dance moves
addicted.
I was dead against liking Kpop before I got
here but mainly out of ignorance and because I didn’t really know what it was at all. For a while my small naive brain
thought Kpop was a single band. Oh how wrong I was!
Before leaving the UK Kpop was making
itself at home on our shores. Everyone had found a style and it was from ‘Gangnam’.
Psy’s fantastic video and
creative if not silly dance moves had every one, young and old on the dance
floor.
No one could avoid, at the very least, a
foot tapping.
My sister gave me the gift of teaching me ‘Gangnam style’ before I left home and it has put me in a good stead out here,
although I am slightly disappointed, I envisioned hundreds of people creating a
Psy flash mob when ever it was played. Obviously this was too much to hope for
as no one here seems to care about it. Apparently its old news. Especially with
his new song ‘Gentleman’ being played on every street corner and in every
room.
Considering my only reference was out of
date I was determined to at least understand a little bit more.
My friends and I hit Daegu’s streets on the first night here and stumbled
into a club called ‘Thursday Party’. There we danced into the wee hours with Korean
people and discovered a new world of cheesy tunes.
The decision was made; I was going to
become a savvy Kpoper. I tracked down a dance class (that just so happens to be
above the bar we hang out at most) and tried my hand at Kpop dance class.
Luckily for me, a beginners class.
I’m
not a dancer, at least not a proper one. I’m use to dancing like no ones watching not following routines.
Especially ones as fancy and sophisticated as this. At one point while I was lying
on the floor trying to reach my leg to my head I did feet slightly stupid but
after a few seconds of crazy pop music I was enjoying every second.
Last Wednesday will have been my 6th
class and its safe to say I’m hooked. Each week I bring
along more people and the poor teachers dismays at the mental Waygook’s who have no idea what her instructions are or
how to do them.
She might not be thankful I’m there but my abs are. They haven’t been used in months and are happy with the exercise.
This funny one time event has now made its way under my skin and I think it
will actually be something I really get addicted to while in Korea.
The classes are 3 times a week which is a
little too much for me (Koreans do everything to the extreme, they are the most
dedicated people I’ve ever met) but maybe twice
a week will suffice for now.
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