INTRODUCING COLA! former ‘boy nymphet’ and current, self proclaimed ‘baby baphomet’, cola’s music and styling can best be described as the boy next door. that is, if you live next door to the house from virgin suicides. a career deeply routed in internet presence and swept in old controversies, cola is known for saying and doing shocking and often explicit things, despite debuting at a tender fifteen years old. making heavy use of both aesthetic and crude humour, cola stumbled ungracefully into the rap scene on literal accident after his video for a song he made as a joke went viral. deciding to run with it because he discovered how much he pissed off elitist music fans, somewhere along the line cola decided to take it seriously, and invented pop music along the way. although his self absorbed, egotistical online persona and crude sense of humor has earned him his fair share of naysayers, he’s managed to graduate from soundcloud to the radio, perseverance and a steadily evolving and improving discography winning heart by no-homo-uttering heart as he paints south korea’s psyche his favourite shade of pink. you could say he’s matured from the pink ribbon emoji into the wilted rose emoji- you picking up what he’s putting down?
his mother never told him he had a chameleon soul, but he did relate to that lana video. it’s not that cory didn’t have a personality of his own, but y’know, the negligent p*rents and dead br*ther kind of left him without any real role models to emulate. tragic backstory withstanding, he found companionship in books until high school, where he made his first friend. haneul made his own beats, so cory decided then that he’d make music, too. rebranding to cola, he chose rap because he was always good at setting up a punchline. his songs were for him and haneul, but then the music video they shot on their phones went viral, and cola had to decide whether to pursue the opportunity. he did, eventually getting signed, and although the heat he faced from other rappers and netizens only increased, he kept his head down and pushed through, like jean grey keeping herself safe under the sea, waiting for the phoenix to rise. wait- that analogy sucks, can he start over?