Jungmilla concert, February 4th, Saturday at 3 PM. Is that cool?
– Yep
‘Okay, Hongdae, under the clouds theater’
No chat after that until a message arrived at 2:30 PM on concert day. 📱
‘You’re on your way, right? I’m heading there too.’
Assuming I was already en route, which I was, nearby. This kind of chat feels more brawny than logical, but neither of us are quite the macho type—more like aunties. So, this epic convo deserves to be remembered. 📝
She had a bright personality. Not the type that screams for attention, but more like, ‘Hey, she’s actually pretty when you look closely.’ And she knows it—before knowing she’s popular, she knows she’s pretty. Her voice is clear and pure, and she speaks with it too. It feels like she was born to sing rather than having to endure to become a singer. Listening to her quirky comments between songs, I thought she must be the queen of the party. 🎤✨
I have a knack for secretly enjoying music others love because it’s like opening a closed door to their world. It’s like borrowing a singer to hear their story. Sometimes I end up loving the artist, and that’s how it was with Jungmilla. 🎶 When I tap my desk adding my own beats, it’s not a clueless fan’s antics, but a jam session of an unknown drummer. Her music is full of space and chill vibes. 🥁
Recently, she worked on a track for the show ‘It Might Be Spicy Today’ on Watcha, and I could listen to it all day. Let me highlight a memorable track from the playlist that played non-stop for two hours,
‘Me too. There’s a sweet love story in this song..’ and she sang ‘Love.’ ❤️
‘It’s not that I can’t sing this in the original key…’ she said, singing a lower version of ‘My Room is a Palace.’
After sharing a light beer with friends I met there, I added these two tracks to my playlist titled with this year’s vibes. 🍻
Jungmilla, please sing in the original key next time.
It would be even more thrilling live. 🎤
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