While I was at the gym, I saw this story play in the locker room television. Long story short, it’s basically how Korean music, AKA K-Pop has risen to heights now reaching global popularity. So high, to the point where there are apparently K-Pop conventions popping up in the United States, where thousands of rabid K-Pop fans in from the United States flock to, despite the fact that they have very little clue to what any of the lyrics actually mean.
Not that there’s anything wrong with that, considering my own past where I had a phase where I really liked Japanese music, despite only knowing that just about every word meant “destiny,” “protect,” and several other constantly recycled clichéd lyrics. But the difference with me is that I never fawned over these Japanese groups like all these people are fawning over their favorite K-Pop groups. Unlike the blatant false claims that “it’s just about the music,” that’s all it was to me: catchy music that I liked, not an infatuation with the performers themselves, like these rabid K-Pop fans are obviously demonstrating.
