When I lived in Seoul, I was always reading about how Korean culture was sweeping the world; a tsunami of weepy TV shows and genderless boybands crushing everything in its terrible path. I always found it hard to believe, and read on ex-pat message boards (the modern-day counsel of elders) that it was all hype, so took it with a pinch of salt.

Dong bang shin gi

Strangely though, it does seem to be true, at least in Chinaland. In my office there’s one guy who downloads gigabytes worth of Korean TV onto his laptop, and another who has Hangeul written on the back of his jeans. Walking through the airport yesterday I was surprised to see a gaggle (an ogle? A giggle?) of teenage girls waiting for TVXQ to float down from heaven and fill out their customs forms, and you don’t have to go far in the downtown area to see an advert for a concert by Rain which has been forecast for the last 8 months.

Rain’s coming. Eventually
Excitement builds for Rain’s concert
Assuming a nightmarish Bird-Flu type scenario where this foolishness spreads to the english speaking world, I can save everyone months of ear pain. There are precisely two good Korean pop songs:

Falling In Love Again” by Bobby Kim

Chingu Yeu” by Cho PD

Korea is fantastic. K-pop, not so much.

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