Poten

The longer the conversation with the case, the question of Minho naturally led to the cafe ‘Once’. He would, too. The idea of affection was a concept that resonated with long-standing products.

But this was the whole place. Who would want to live with such an amazing thing to happen?

“This place is especially antique. Scratches everywhere. ”

“That's the cafe owner's policy. They're memories, and if they're not completely ruined, he won't change them. Hit it as hard as you can. ”

“Who are you? Are you famous? Were you the master of music in the year? ”

I shook my head with an anticipated question.

“If I tell you, no one will know. He's just a music lover. Your wife used to play as a hobby. ”

“Yes? The cafe is too great for that.... ”

It was Minho who felt the greatness of this place more relaxed than anyone else, who was bitten by the gentle light in every corner.

“Facilities are better off elsewhere. Tradition is best for ONCE. ”

“No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no. ”

The odd thing scratched my cheek.

“The boss would love to hear it. But he only comes when no one's around. ”

“Why?”

“I heard it too, because of my memories of my wife leaving early. So he plays and maintains his favorite cafe landscape, but sometimes when he comes to see it, he cries and eventually looks back on his own. There's still warmth in the things your wife loved. ”

Minho became accustomed to the story. There was such a story to keep my aspirations in mind. If the cafe owner's sincerity and calmness were not very deep, this space would not have been created.

‘Maybe it's the café's ability to be emotional. ’

The idealism that saw Minho locked in his thoughts, stung him! I hit him.

“Why are you crying? He's enjoying himself now. We just need to enjoy that live stage so you can come back later and listen to some exciting music. ”

Minho raises his glass and also raises his glass of juice.

“I see. Haha! ”

Tsk!

The two of them slammed together and drank. My shoulder moved by itself because of the music coming out.

At 9 pm, the cafe's table was filled with guests. This is due to the charm and tradition of this cafe, where many Indie singers have been without rest for two hours from now.

Minho was waiting for the order of the ideals that were scheduled around 10 o'clock. Meanwhile, I was going to learn the stroke sensation of a professional player by touching the guitar.

The lights were set for the stage in the cafe and the first live performer stood up. The matter surprised me when I saw a man on the stage.

“The first time will be better. Did you move your time zone?”

Min-ho, who was in the other study, raised his head. And I just found a white-skinned girl standing in front of the microphone.

“Hyena came out for me today because something happened to her. I'm Yoon Yi-sul, a 20-year-old singer-aspiring student. ”

Thanks to the lighting, I was able to see even the fluffy hair clearly. However, there was enough room in the atmosphere to look young. It seemed like I had little experience playing.

Yoon Lee Seol hung the guitar strap on his shoulder with a calm expression.

“It's a song I just made, so I haven't trimmed it yet. It's a song for everyone who's tired of everyday life. ”

Grrrrrrr!

The serene guitar followed and Yoon Yi Seol started singing. Maybe it's the first music I've heard at a live cafe. It could be because of her tone, which is unique and resounding. I felt like listening to sweet background music.

“It's like whispering in my ear. ”

Such a sentence of Min Ho pointed to the surrounding area.

“Good, that's the problem. ”

“Yes?”

At first, the people who were concentrating were also turning their attention to drinking or chatting with their neighbors. As Minho had heard and felt, Yoon Yi Seol's performance was a pale pastel hue.

“Is there a problem? ”

“Never.”

When I asked for your opinion, the matter shook my head.

“I love it. But you can hear the lyrics? ”

Minho listened to Yoon Yi Seul's song again. I played with a good voice even if I heard it again. But her whispering song did not linger in her brain for even a second.

I like it, but that's why it's a problem.

“Overall, it was fine, but it was fine. ”

“Yeah, well, no matter how much music is in the background, it's hard for singers to be completely in the background. Besides, I'm good at this, but I picked the wrong song. ”

It's not a music cafe, it's a live cafe. This difference was much larger than I expected. I was just staring at Yoon Yiseong, because her live experience was an old ideal.

“The first batsman, bright and cheerful, should be noticed. ”

“Wouldn't you be hurt or disappointed by today's work if you were a hopeless student? ”

Minho smiled, saying that the issue was okay with Minho's concern.

“Don't worry, the musicians are more drunk than the audience. And the guests here are all open-minded people. It's okay. ”

Minho, who was sharing some musical knowledge because he was holding the guitar, nodded and agreed. And again, he tried to move to learn other techniques, but the melody of Yoon Iseol, who came in with his ear, floated in his brain.

It was a echo that sounded like a spinning song. Someone was humming and following. It was on the table.

Who is she? ’

She was a small woman with a round peak hat on a floral dress. Could she be Yoon Yi Seul's sister? She gasps in a surprisingly similar atmosphere, wearing round, thick glasses. Then I got into the position of playing the guitar with my hands.

At that moment, like a magician pulling a rabbit out of a hat, there was a guitar in her hand that was like cotton candy.

Tsk, tsk, tsk, tsk.

A woman who started beating on her own with her fingertips tapping the trunk instead of a stroke. He played together like a musical instrument and even put on a harmony.

Like a barefoot melody with tonal overlays?

Oh, it's the cafe lady! ’

Minho suddenly woke up. A woman who stands at a table full of guests and dances like a fairy. The music was getting richer, but no one saw her. This must have been the ability to activate as a love product.

I was even delighted. My heart was warm and peaceful as if I had never been married, but I was watching my beloved wife's stage and daughter's jokes. At this moment, he was the owner of ONCE and a strong supporter of that woman.

‘Do more. I'll always be your first audience. ’

How much he missed being alone in here and planning to play for his wife. Now I understand.

Nod.

Was he cheered and encouraged? A woman who plays a guitar in harmony jumps onto the stage in a series. And this time he picked up a stick and hit the drum and moved the symbol.

Tsk! Tsk!

The vision became a hallucination and he patted Minho's ear. The guitar she left behind was bouncing the strings by itself, continuing the sound rate.

Minho, who became the only audience on the beautiful stage, chased her behind with his eyes.

“Why? Do you think you're okay? ”

Min Ho stood up and stared at Yoon Lee Seol. He saw Minho's ability to do radio days, so he didn't just consider his reaction to be Hefning. In fact, Minho's tapping and nodding rhythm matched Yoon Yiseong's music.

“That's the thing. ”

When Yoon Lee Seul finished verse 1 and started to consider it, this time she was a woman who played a synthesizer. Cello added a heavy note to this, and the song was lively.

"Wow!"

I can't believe the music that was so dull got so rich.

I was moved and trembled.

“This is great, this is great music, and I don't know why it's not responding. ”

“Really?"

It was a slightly different answer than before. The idea was that Minho knew what she was seeing was the possibility and the production, and focused on her song. What do I look like in this song?

At that time, Minho's hand was lifted. You reach up and down like a maestro moving an orchestra.

“Drums here? ”

The case followed Minho's gaze and looked at the drums. Minho, who had been drunk, was smiling brightly. He did not know that Minho was smiling with pride when she saw the smile of a floral dress woman.

Chang!

At the beginning of verse 2, the symbols on the drums inspired an exciting rhythm. At the same time, when the violin interfered and stimulated the high-tone, it engaged the sound of Yoon Yi Seol's voice to create an exhilarating stereotype.

Like a musical elf that brings an inanimate creature to life, she plays a violin, a cello, and finally sings next to her guitar.

This is it! ’

My fingers were clenched.

Minho rides the rhythm while surrendering himself to the improvisation harmony, where yin and yin play are subtly matched. Suddenly, Yoon Yi Seol finished singing, and Minho clapped her hands vigorously.

“Bravo!”

I was amazingly satisfied with the uncommon response of those who politely responded. A woman in a floral dress who thanked me deeply disappeared. It really was a dream stage.

Lee looked at Minho.

“You like it that much? ”

“Yes, I think it would be a great song to have an improvisable session man. You need more preparation to be perfect. ”

Minho's eyes sparkled brightly, immersed in the fragrance of the new revolt painted on the melody of Yoon Yi Seul. Thanks to the ability of the cafe, there are many ways to know what will sound better in this song.

I asked him if he might have an issue.

“What instrument should I play? ”

Minho pointed out one by one what he had seen in his vision.

“On three chorus members, guitar, drums, Vibraphone, Soprano, Cindy, Cello, Violin……. ”

“Hey, you said improvisation. ”

Min-ho struggled to find a compromise with the idealistic reaction that was absurd. He would, too. The songs produced by the ONCE fairy were truly fantastic. I decided to make some compromises because I couldn't fully reproduce such music.

I only gathered what I really needed.

“Drums, Cindy, Cello, Violin? Guitar is good enough for you. ”

After seeing Minho's excitement, I felt the blood boiling as a musician. What the hell did he see about that song? When and for all the excitement of playing cool songs together, it is always welcome.

“I know the guys in the band. They come here often. ”

“All of a sudden, do you think the times will be okay? ”

“What musician would give up such an opportunity? Don't worry about it. ”

Ten years of Indie life. I contacted the music enthusiasts who would wake up early even after a good song session.

Yoon Lee Seol made it to the last inning without mistake and neatly. And as I slowly listened, I opened my eyes. The atmosphere of the cafe is quieter than I thought.

‘… too quiet. ’

I finished with a bold expression, but I couldn't help but be disappointed. I knew there was no dramatic melody to this song. But I never thought I'd be so turned away.

Should I change? ’

Although the idea of music working as one, it was difficult to be optimistic about his position as someone else's replacement.

Maybe it was wrong to give up the promoter's audition and choose a way to improve by displaying the street and the live cafe.

I was shaken by the Tribute Organizer's sweet proposal to make her debut as an idol because she has a pretty face. But she loved being able to play and sing and do what she wanted.

However, if it continues like this, there will come a time when we will have to make similar choices as others.

‘Continue, can I do more……. ’

It was when Yoon Lee Seol woke up with a deep and heartfelt feeling.

“Bravo!”

Huh?

I organized the guitar and put it in the case and found a man clapping his hands in a very loud voice on the other side of the audience. The man raises his thumb as he makes eye contact.

It looked exaggerated, so it was not so awkward as if someone I knew was deliberately cheering. However, he was a stranger and a genuine cheerful expression.

On the one hand, I felt a little embarrassed and comforted.

“Thank you.”

After greeting as if it could be heard, I was rather embarrassed and lowered my head. I hurriedly came down to the stage and twisted my foot and fell.

It sounded pretty loud, but it didn't hurt a bit. It might hurt later, but it did now.

‘Damn it! ’

She was only calm on the stage, but she was usually pretentious, so she had to avoid the guests' gaze with a red face. It was fortunate that most guests were looking at the live participant preparing for the next stage.

‘I guess she said she'd take her place on the stage. ’

I opened my eyes slightly and quickly found a way out. And someone stands in the way of me rushing out of the cafe.

“Lee Seol Yoon, wait a minute. ”

I slammed my head and raised my head.

A young man with a bright smile greeted him. It was the man who cheered for his song. Thanks, but she's also an unusual person, so she shrugs slightly.

“What's the matter? ”

“Oh, I'm Kang Min-ho. I just listened really well to the stage. ”

Minho scratched his chin because Yoon Yi Seol's eyes were not relaxed.

“Don't get me wrong. Do you want to play the song that Lee Seol wrote? ”

“Right?”

What do you mean? The auditorium was a little cold, but I sang it properly without making any mistakes.

Are you a fraud? ’

Maybe he's trying to catch a proverbial metaphor just like the Three Musketeers who wanted to make him a star. Minho motioned to her slightly nervous with doubts.

“The drum is crushed, Cindy grabs the cord gently. The violin, the cello, goes in here, and it's going to be a great song. What do you think?”

He was trying to convey a message through the sound of an instrument, like a clumsy beatbox.

Yoon Lee Seol purged her heart of surprise as she watched Minho bring out the story with enthusiasm in her eyes. While I often noticed that in street performances, the person who approached me with impure intentions and was genuinely interested in music made a difference from their eyes.

No matter who sees him, it's the latter.

“I wish I could put in an instrument like that, but as you can see, I only play one instrument. ”

Yoon Yi Seol hit the guitar case on his back. Minho smiled and pointed back.

“Don't worry. The counselor said that his brother would let him play. ”

Whether he saw introducing himself or not, the ideals sitting in the bar greeted him with a look at Yoon Iseol.

“What's wrong with you? ”

Yoon Yi Seol's eyes were filled with embarrassment. In any case, she was an indigenous musician who knew her well. Nowadays, she was raising the stock price enough to look over Major, so she had to be afraid.

“Why would you help me? ”

“I like the music. So that's it. ”

His words palpitate her heart.

I like the music.

It's the reaction of the audience. What I've been completely forgetting lately is that I only care about the outside of music. It reminded me of the moments of passion that the man felt while learning music for some reason.

“What do you think? Do you want to try it? ”

Yoon Lee Seol alternated between Min Ho and the ideals. Honestly, not all of them understood what they were talking about. It was sudden and embarrassing.

However, the empathy between music and passion warmed my heart. I was shaken with anticipation.

“Good.”

It was a long thought, but the decision was quick.