La-di-da.
After a little ride on the 6217, which I did not get sick on ...
.. I met up with the boys.
... and so began the day at party 51+.
The show was held partly to celebrate May Day, and mostly to protest gentrification in Hongdae, specifically the area that was taken over for the show.
I wish I knew more about it, but info like that is hard to find if you don't speak Korean.
There were bands outside ...
... and bands inside.
They played down in a tiny little basement...
... and upstairs on the third floor with the crumbling ceiling...
Eventually the day turned into night ...
.. and look who stopped by.
Sitting turned into standing ...
... which turned into sweaty dancing ...
... and then the lights went out ...
I don't know what you were doing when you were 18, but this kid just shows up, plugs in a laptop,throws on a welding hat and mixes up something fierce for the older kids, and gets an encore. The sweat was dripping from the walls by the end of the set.
The sign of a true professional.
He can crowd surf around the room without losing his toque or
sunglasses, and make it back just in time to sing the next verse. 
It was a long, long day. We were pretty tired.
The Prince slept in Seoul ...
and the rest of us dragged our tired bones on to the first train home. 
Ps. Sorry I can't list more bands.
There were many ...
but now seem to be hard to find.
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