Papers, Tapes and Bolaven

This morning at around six o'clock, a tropical giant called Bolaven approached the Korean peninsula. At nearly sixty kilometers per hour he came from the north-west and put fear in the eyes of people all over the country. The news helped spreading the panic by advising everyone to plaster their windows with wet newspaper sheets to prevent their shattering due to flying-around items such as buses or single-story buildings. 

In the early evening, when the typhoon was said to be closer to Seoul, a text message arrived me. Thinking about honoring the typhoon with a beer, you in? I thought about it for a second, slipped into my flip-flops and left for Itaewon. I met Gi-woun, Jonas and Jeunes at Baby Guinnes. We ordered beers and requested tracks under the topic: Songs to listen to when the typhoon that I know will destroy everything, including my existence, comes near. 

I have no newspaper subscription, no pile of old issues stacked up near the kitchen, but I am an aspiring boxtape patchwork artist, so I decided to do what the television people said was the second cleverest approach to securing my windows. I taped them, drawing horizontal and vertical lines, making sure they were all right-angled. Later I found out that that was stupid. The right way was to produce stars, like the rims of a bycicle. Who would have thought.