If your friend has Bob Marley as a religion, that they couldn’t spend a day without speaking of Babylon, of the Jah Rastafaraï or that they simply likes reggae, dub and so on instrumentals. Maybe they would become a Korean Hip-Hop fan!
(Ed: We’re sorry to disappoint you but drugs are highly prohibited in South Korea so watch out!)
Your friend is sapiosexual, they reads The Wall Street Journal at breakfast, the New York Times at lunch and can’t sleep without his Buzz feed’s interview? Real rebellious of the consumer society, of its values and its actors, your friend cannot help but gives their opinion – sometimes a little bit too much we have to say – on topics as varied as the ice melt or even the fight Nicky Minaj/Cardi B. Those rappers will know how to give them softness in that world of savage.
For your friend an artist had bound to be unknown from the gran public to be legitimate. In which case the artist would only be the umpteenth product of the musical industry. For them, an artist has to be original. That is good because the Korean urban scene would satisfy his musical curiosity as much bored as insatiable.