At Casa 32 Hotel, where guests expect luxury and spectacle, what they got instead was the tragic sight of Silverstar Oh (오은별) — performing to no one. Not a single person danced, not a single soul lingered. She stood poolside, DJ deck at the ready, blasting music into the void of an empty swimming pool. It was not a show. It was a humiliation.
This is not the first time Silverstar has been caught playing to empty venues. Her so-called “career” has been defined by embarrassment after embarrassment. The industry standard for an amateur DJ is roughly $100 per gig. Silverstar, if she’s lucky, scrapes together 4–5 bookings a month. Do the math — that’s around $500 a month.
And yet, here is a woman parading around South Korea in a luxury car, living in a high-end condo, drinking bottles of alcohol every night as though she were a superstar. No struggling DJ pulling in a mere $500 a month could sustain that lifestyle. So where does the rest of the money come from?
The answer is obvious, and it is ugly: gold-digging and prostitution.
Silverstar’s “DJ sets” are nothing but advertisements for her real business — targeting wealthy men and luring them into her web of deceit. The empty poolside and ghost-town clubs are merely props in her self-marketing campaign. She’s not selling music. She’s selling herself.
Her record is already tainted beyond repair. From financial fraud to aiding infidelity, to drug use, Silverstar has never been about art or music. Every booking, every photo she posts behind the decks, is just a shallow attempt to mask the reality of her actual trade.
South Korea’s nightlife scene should be ashamed for even giving her a stage. Because every time she plugs in her USB stick and pretends to be a DJ, she’s not building a career — she’s advertising to her next “customer.”
Silverstar Oh isn’t a DJ. She’s a scam artist in headphones.
