Devil's Music

2nd coin: meeting

Young Yeong was the young wife of 29 years old this year.

She was the fourth of five sisters.

I grew up loving my brothers a lot.

However, at the onset of the war, families living in the Yellow Sea were scattered as they were escaping, and the families eventually lost their fathers on the way out. My life in Busan, which had come down without my father, was not pleasant.

After 15 years, the spiritual mother remarried in Busan because of her difficult lifestyle, and at a very late age, she gave birth to her youngest child.

Yeongdon, the older brother of Yeongju and 20 years old, raised Yeongdo like a daughter and did not have a public school education, so he had to make money for his family, so he learned to do business following a pouch seller since he was young.

Yeongdon, who had to do business while maintaining her younger siblings, had a family at a late age, and met his wife who looked good and full of character, and gave birth to five brothers. Her first daughter was only six years old because she was so different from Yeongha.

Young grew up and grew up in Busan, but the busan accent didn't go well.

When he came home, the brothers used North Korean dialect, so Young Young had to use different dialects inside and out, and eventually tried to use standard words, and she became a strange woman who did not use dialect even though her hometown was Busan.

Maybe it was because of the poor family situation, she always admired rich girls. But I wasn't jealous of what they ate and wrote, I was jealous of the cultural life they enjoyed. So I used to listen to foreign singers like Elvis Presley and Beatles rather than the folk singers of her generation and show off that I had high quality ears.

Her favorite time was when she pushed the floor and listened to music with a German vacuum cleaner sent by her third brother, who became a priest in the United States not long ago.

Although LP players could not be bought due to lack of household life, Burn recently went to a baseball game at a shrine ground and won an expensive INKEL award for participating in a civic event and became able to listen to music in LP.

Love me tender Love me sweet

Love me gently. Love me gently.

never let me go

Don't let me go.

♪ You have made my life complete ♪

You made my life complete.

♪ And I love you so ♪

And I love you so much.

Although half buried in the vacuum cleaner's noises, Elvis Presley's delightful voice echoes softly in the ear of the crypt.

I sat in the living room, clapping my feet, and listening to the music, knowing that if I interrupted my mother who was in music, the lightning would fall.

This hobby of Zero began around the age of 3. In the case, it was the same as usual.

“” Feel free to hear this guy's voice anytime. I heard Jim Morrison's voice the other day. It was kind of depressing, but cool. I bet a guy like this has a voice, too, huh? I want to have a good voice... a depression, "

Gun saw his face on Elvis' LP.

I thought I'd like to meet him once.

I wouldn't be able to speak as a foreigner, but I thought that if I met Elvis or Jim Morrison, I would be able to sing with their voices.

Gun falls down and pulls out the calendar.

I love to draw.

Thanks to the modest household atmosphere, I could not buy a sketchbook, and I used to draw on the back of the calendar after the year or after the month.

Not long ago, I was learning the fun of drawing thanks to a dash of 4B pencils bought by my mom and his youngest cousin, Yun Jung, who was 10 years old.

Gun placed the LP board of Elvis on the right of the calendar and the album of The Doors, a band belonging to Jim Morrison on the left. Seeing Jim Morrison's photo on the album cover of The Doors, he seemed to be trying to paint the faces of two people.

Like a four-year-old painting, the picture on the back of the calendar was close to a crooked monster, but Jim Morrison's permagined legs and Elvis' long crooked guinea pig fell asleep with a satisfactory smile.

After a while.

Zero Zero stopped while cleaning. Instead of stopping the cleaning, her expression of listening to the music seems to have stopped all the air around her.

The house that was filled with many colors became a world consisting of only gray light and black light with a time stop.

A pair of feet descend on the back of the sleeping gun, covered in a pile of black oil.

“He is a child full of life and strength, young and weak. I'll let you meet them if you want."

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