I love this show. It’s a spin-off of the UK version. Basically, a bunch of un-signed or rather former singers (who couldn’t launch a successful career on their own) sing “blindly” to a group of judges who have their backs turned on them. So, instead of being judged for their looks, they’re being judged purely by their voice. If the judge likes what s/he hears, they’ll press a button and turn around.
One of the judges is called, “Kangta,” and he was MAJOR. I mean, really major. He was part of a pop group called H.O.T. (you think New Kids on the Block/Backstreet Boys/NSYNC shut it down, H.O.T. — oh man, every Korean girl knew the “Candy” dance. This was the jam! My girlfriends would go K clubbing and dance this routine on stage. First of all, we were underaged (cough), and why we dancing on stage at a club on a school night? Nawwhatimean?
Oh, the stories of K clubbing… off the hook. K clubbing is totally different from regular clubbing, one you get a table and assorted fruit/nuts with your alcohol. They play slow music too, so you can slow dance. I’m dying. Next, the guys do what’s called, “booking.” Where they will tell their waiter who they think is cute or whatever, and the waitstaff will drag these women to a guy’s table. You’ll literally see women being dragged against their will; I was even picked up and carried to a table once. I remember running away from waiters (all the time) after I wanted to take a break from dancing, and I always said, “I have to use the bathroom.” Here’s the kicker: the waiter will wait for your ass outside the bathroom and be like, “I didn’t forget.” Ugh. But, it’s part of the club culture, if you’re a group of attractive girls, you definitely got in for free and probably got the hookups, so you know that you have to “return the favor,” and least get booked once before the night’s over.
We even had a strategy. Those girls who booked for the night, those who got to be a “free agent” for the night. Like, “hey, I hella had to sit with those fools that one night, it’s your turn.” As long as there was constant movement coming from our group, they couldn’t keep track of which girls got booked or not. So we used to split up. Ha! Or depending on whose bf might pop up for the night (oh yeah, they used to do that, just stop by to “check up on us”), and they would literally start crap or start a fight with the guys who “booked us,” after the lights came on. Yes, shamefully, we all dated at least one thug ‘I can’t reads good” boy at one time in our lives. So embarrassing.
I can only speak for myself, but my first “teenage” boyfriend was off the chain. He belonged to a LA Korean gang (not going to mention the name), he pursued me hard and I finally acquiesced, he drove a Lexus at the age of 16 (and he wasn’t working a part-time job, if you catch my drift), and always, “Are you looking at my girl? I’ll kill you.” And homeboy used to fight all the time. I used to get involved and least grab him away, after a while, I rolled my eyes, and walked away, and he would chase after me. We obviously didn’t last because I was over all of that, and I didn’t really care for him, but I finally broke up with him after I found out that he slept with his ex-girlfriend and got her pregnant, then slept with a friend of mine, too, talking about how he messed up. Ya think? Like I wouldn’t find out. Please. *head shake* You could say, he was a winner. Bless his heart. So much teenage drama.
The last time I saw that fool was when I was visiting a friend during my freshman year in college, he freaked out when he saw me, just “all up in my face”; he was still the same person, except he was selling drugs. Awesome. I wished him well. No hard feelings. Plus, I think I was with someone else at the time anyway. But, makes for a fantastic story! We all have one of those, right? My girlfriends are some of the most successful, beautiful, smart, accomplished women out there, yet we all dipped in that pool? Aigoo.
Back to clubbing…
Sometimes, you do get “thirsty,” (ah-hem), so you’ll begrudgingly go to a table and “have a shot,” and make nice conversations, knowing full well, the guys you are talking to 1) creepy as hell and 2) inappropriate, you know I’m 16, right?
But, it’s a right of Korean passage…
Back to Kangta and H.O.T., I knew all their songs and moves. They were “it.” We were all obsessed with them. I even had their posters and I used to watch all their videos. It was something else. I literally said, “OH MY GAWD, it’s KANGTA!” and jumped up and down when I watched ‘The Voice’. (Yes, he’s still very pretty.)
The American version, the UK version, the judges are so entertaining. I especially loved watching Jessie J and Adam Levine — they’ll beg, they’ll do crazy stuff to get people on their team. So entertaining — they’ll press the button all crazy, or sing along, dance along or like, “they just have to hit that button”…the Korean version, hella serious.
Cracks me up.
But, you know my dumbass is watching it anyway. :)