Americano Juseyo

In this update I write about my new hobby snapping photos of abandoned coffee cups (I can explain), forgetting the unknown value of a dollar, and the godfather of Korean hip hop. Thanks for reading! 즐겁게 읽어 주셨으면 좋겠습니다! Doing I went on a walking tour last Saturday with the Royal Asiatic Society of Korea to learn about Seoul's underground music scene. We walked the rainy streets of Hongdae and Sinchon with our expat guide, who led us past venues I'd read about only in books. Unfortunately many of these had closed their doors (such as Club Drug, where  Crying Nut  and  No Brain  got their starts), or had transformed into new venues. Punk-themed street art representative of Club Drug's heyday in the early 2000s, finds itself buried beneath modern graffiti. Observing the presidential campaign. Korea held its presidential election this year, and the campaign held all the hullaballoo I'm familiar with from the US, and then some. Strangely, the banners I saw after election day