Hey. Since I am writing a blog here about rhetoric and reaching ‘the masses’, it makes perfect sense that I would audition for SM Entertainment. You already have a general understanding of my objectives. Of course I am not trying to be SHINee. Too old for that. But I could be cast for a Chinese or Korean television drama. SM Entertainment is huge in Korea. The point is–SM can greatly amplify the reach of my rhetorical voice. By the way, I have deliberately started learning Korean to enhance my acquisition of Chinese.
So this is what I did on Friday, November 27th. I am going to publish my story here:
Anyway, I looked at the time at the bottom right bar of my WinXP screen. It was like 3:00pm. I knew it was past time to go to the SM Entertainment auditions. Who knew how long the line would be to see the judges? The travel would take about 2 hours from Brooklyn College, where I was, to “Korean Village” in Flushing, Queens. Whew! Fortunately, there was enough time. I had my song ready. At least I reckoned so. For the last couple of days, I had been practicing a song I sort of knew–but I had not committed the lyrics to memory. I knew 黑色毛衣 by Jay Chou by heart, but it was not as dramatic as the song I had been preparing. The song of all songs to sing from Jay Chou is 黑色幽默 (Hei1 Se4 You1 Mo4). Now it was time to see if I could sing this in public–and particularly for SM Entertainment.
Was I worthy enough to be represented by SM? I grabbed my Chinese dictionary, the CD liner from Jay’s Album with the lyrics and hopped on the #2 train to Times Square. Yes, I actually did buy Jay’s CD and it was not bootlegged either–I know bootleg. I purchased it from one of the last legitimate mom and pop record stores in Flushing. This one was on Prince St., opposite the apartment buildings, which has since a few years ago been closed.
I liked going there because literally “the Mom” was exceedingly attractive. And now I digress…
Back to the story..
Basically, the melody of “黑色幽默” has always been a part of me since I had first heard Jay singing this song about four years ago from a bootleg I purchased from another shop on Main St. in Flushing. I discovered Jay from a SONY/BMG website not long before.
And now, here I was on the #2 train, on my way to destiny, writing out the lyrics in traditional Chinese to ensure that all resources for mental access during my performance were entirely at my disposal, at least subconsciously. Actually lyric transcription is a great exercise. Write out what you say; it is one means of reinforcing the meaning because when you sing Chinese, the “tones” necessary for intelligibility are entirely stripped from the expressions. As a performer, you want to make sure that you are understanding completely what you are singing and not just emitting mellifluous sounds.
Anyhow, it was about 2hrs later and I found myself getting off at the Main St. Flushing stop at the end of the MTA (7) line. I was not particularly stressed because I had practiced for the past two days. Nonetheless, I do remember having brief memory lapses during my performances that morning. I guess I was a little bit scared. That is why I stopped singing and started writing the lyrics so my mind could nimbly latch onto other sources for dynamic performance recall.
It was about a 15 minute walk along Roosevelt Avenue as the most direct route to Korea Village on Northern Boulevard from the (7) station.
When I arrived there were absolutely no signs pointing to like “the most major international entertainment industry event happening in New York City”. My God! If you are in any way enlightened about Asian pop culture, you know that SM Entertainment is huge. And particularly, Korea has a very distinguished pop music industry in Asia next to Japan, Taiwan, and Hong Kong.
If you had ever desired to perform in front of a global pan-Asian audience–that would be me–you would be first on line to audition. So I wandered upstairs, walked around, then came back downstairs to a little dessert cafe on the first floor. I asked the cute Korean girls behind the counter where the event was. They pointed me down the hallway and downstairs.
And there, at the base of the stairwell, I found an L-shaped hallway with Asian-American teens milling about. A door was opened to my left, and as I approached, I saw the room packed with SM hopefuls. Everyone had a number stickered onto his or her chest. This was it.
I didn’t quite know who was in charge. There was a desk in the hallway with a young man sitting behind it and some other people standing nearby. I asked him, “What was going on?” He informed me that I should talk to the people in the other room.
This was the “Epicenter”. The room was about the size of a large sized meeting room in an average NYC hotel. At one end were youthful SM hopefuls and some parents. At the other end was a table where interns were handing out applications and numbers for the audition. I was given one. Well, actually we had to fill out two copies of the audition application.
After having accepted a sticker with my number, I myself became a member of the club of SM hopefuls, and took a seat.
So there I was. I found an empty seat in the middle of the room. The room was about 80% filled.
By the way, when I looked around, it was so pleasant to see so many beautiful and optimistic young people. Everybody was so upbeat and positive. I returned back to reciting on paper, the lyrics of the song I would soon perform, in traditional Chinese, to calm my mind.
Every now and then, the SM interns would call numbers in groups of 10. SM candidates would line up and stand against a wall. We would shortly be led into an adjacent room to be judged.
One time I looked up and saw this most wonderous vision of beauty. She was definitely Korean. She must have been about 18. She was extremely slender-as in unbelievably slender-as in “how is that possible?”. She was nonetheless shapely with a very beautiful face and long jet black hair. “Wow!” If she could sing, she would be like Yuri’s replacement in SNSD. Now if you know SNSD, you know Yuri is heavenly. I really should not single out Yuri. I would marry any of those girls. They are hot!
As for Taeyeon, God, I love Taeyeon! She has a phenomenal voice and is ohhh sooo damn cute! Dating her would be a dream. The possibility of meeting her was motivation enough for me to audition.
Sigh…
So, eventually an SM intern called the range of numbers of which mine appeared. I was not quite sure. The character the intern had written as “5″ appeared as a “9″ to me. When I inquired further, I found that the character was a “5″. Then my application and copy was accepted from me and I put myself in numerical order against the wall. Two girls ahead of me were obviously friends and kept each other company with nervous chatter while we were waiting to see the judges.
Then we were called to stand in a line at the other end of the room. We stood for about 10 minutes and then were led into a medium sized rectangular space. We were informed not to say anything to the judges, but to follow instructions.
When we entered the room there were taped marks on the floor where we 10 SM hopefuls were to stand. On the right side, directly opposite the marks, was a rectangular table with three judges, seated. The judges consisted of a “trendy” guy dressed in a black jacket and jeans with a knit cap. He was handling the video camera and a laptop. To his right, there were two women. They were all in their 30s.
This was a group audition so one had to reveal his ability immediately. In 黑色幽默 that means “perform the chorus”–you can be most expressive there. So then came my turn to fail. Anyhow, I started a little unsure at the beginning. Between 不 and 懂 is an entire octave. I was not so strong on the first note, but then as the chorus progressed, I became more confident. I believe that during my entire performance, I sang with my eyes closed. Maybe I glanced a few times at the judges, but we were 20 feet away. I really don’t remember.
It was an eternity in all of 45 seconds.
Following me, there was this girl in her mid 20’s who was definitely meant to be cast in a Korean drama. She had real ability. There was a teen Korean guy and this eastern European girl in her early 20′s who basically came with a few poses for the camera. Oh, yes. And then there was this really pretty Korean girl who did this great “hip hop” freestyle dance.
Then we all filed out. Looking back, one of the female judges was looking over from the table and smiled at me.
I don’t think it meant anything particularly, but it is a good sign.
And that, meine Damen und Herren, was my SM Entertainment USA audition 2009 experience.