<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158</id><updated>2011-11-21T12:20:26.369+11:00</updated><title type='text'>(con)juncture</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>62</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8982805358499199246</id><published>2010-10-03T17:36:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2010-10-03T17:36:52.925+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>The transition from web 1.0 to web 2.0 is one of the shift from creation to aggregation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8982805358499199246?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8982805358499199246/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8982805358499199246' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8982805358499199246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8982805358499199246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/10/transition-from-web-1.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1560859057464728302</id><published>2010-08-06T13:23:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-06T13:31:40.958+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the continuing grip of the lost pastoral</title><content type='html'>I love how the backyard has become some kind of piss-weak stand-in for the pastoral, a kind of last ditch attempt to recover utopianism in the midst of development and (post)modernity for children. Cf. Adbusters:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;In our education-obsessed culture, elite kids play piano and speak three  languages by the age of four, but just about every North American kid  is deprived. In one of the greatest retreats ever, children are  vanishing from a critical piece of territory: their own backyards.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It references the infamous quote from some early twentieth century dictat (good to know childhood 'experts' have been around a few centuries):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Every child ... should have mud  pies, grasshoppers, tadpoles, frogs, mud turtles, elderberries, wild  strawberries, acorns, chestnuts, trees to climb. Brooks to wade,  woodchucks, bats, bees, butterflies, various animals to pet, hayfields,  pinecones, rocks to roll, snakes, huckleberries and hornets. And any  child who has been deprived of these has been deprived of the best part  of education.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nitsuh Abebe dragged out a great quote from Robert Benchley in 1928 regarding the matter:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt; &lt;p&gt;I remember once a mother whose three children were being brought up  in the country (and very disagreeable and dishonest children they were,  too) saying, with infinite pity of the children of a city acquaintance,  “Just think, those kiddies have probably never seen a cow!” Just what  sanctity or earnest of nobility was supposed to attach itself to the  presence of a cow in a child’s life I could never figure out. … Among  the major inquiries that will one day have to be made is one into the  foundation for the belief that intimacy with cows, horses, and hens or  the contemplation, day in and day out, of great stretches of crops  exerts a purifying influence on the souls of those lucky enough to be  subjected to it.&lt;/p&gt; &lt;p&gt;However, so ingrained is this faith in the efficacy of livestock and  open spaces in the elevation of the race, that even to question it is to  place oneself under suspicion of being a character who will bear  watching by the authorities.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That sums it up perfectly - this notion that the environment has some kind of unmediated influence upon our subjectivity and perhaps even our intelligence is flatly ridiculous. Experiences of the natural and the sublime, if anything, are so significant and seemingly pure because we start from the position of the industrialised, modern subject, looking back to some imagined country from the twelth floor. It reminds me of the continued success of the agricultural pavillion at the Royal Melbourne Show, and an exasperated parent I overhead once talking about why the Show was so necessary for city kids, "because some of them think milk comes from a supermarket!" - lady, I don't know about you, but I certainly don't get my milk from the tits of a bovine.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1560859057464728302?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1560859057464728302/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1560859057464728302' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1560859057464728302'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1560859057464728302'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/continuing-grip-of-lost-pastoral.html' title='the continuing grip of the lost pastoral'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1744199050729752284</id><published>2010-08-05T17:33:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2010-08-05T17:40:19.692+10:00</updated><title type='text'>pataphysics</title><content type='html'>A scholar I know used this word when giving a critique of a paper, asking whether the paper was all some 'pataphysical joke' and I finally had a chance to ask him what the fuck pataphysics is. Pataphysics, essentially, is the 'science of imaginary solutions', invented in novelistic and theatrical form by 1890s Frenchman Alfred Jarry, who himself was particularly interested in and well-versed in the science of his day, in physics and machines, all that long nineteenth century stuff that academics froth over. Pataphysics inverts social and scientific norms, and Jarry was in many ways the forefather of Absurdist theatre and Surrealism.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I note it here because one could draw (perhaps intentionally prepostrous, in the vein of historiography/archaeology) a connection between pataphysics and science fiction, or sci-fi, which most certainly writes of imaginary solutions to scientific and social problematics. Then there's the famous notion from subcultural studies that young people invent magical or imaginary solutions to political problems, symbolically resolving society's disjunctures, tensions and contradictions. Much to think about.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1744199050729752284?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1744199050729752284/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1744199050729752284' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1744199050729752284'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1744199050729752284'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/08/pataphysics.html' title='pataphysics'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-789339185628573702</id><published>2010-05-27T01:49:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-27T02:00:41.379+10:00</updated><title type='text'>media revenge</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/S_1Dw_C2mTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R_sg6ZgzP38/s1600/mX.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 442px; height: 589px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/S_1Dw_C2mTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R_sg6ZgzP38/s400/mX.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5475607230788573490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Copy of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mX &lt;/span&gt;I came across on the train carriage tonight. I guess everyone is very careless about the actual copy of this paper itself once they've finished extracting what miniscule utility out of it they can, and I always love how like the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mX &lt;/span&gt;feels like really dirty and shit as soon as you take it with you off the train at your home stop (making it a truly parasitic medium), but this to me was evidence of an especially committed and amplified expression of the disdain that we all have for this publication in general. It suggested to me agreeable and maniacal visions of mass-scale commuter rage, everyone meticulously and maliciously cutting up their copy of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;mX&lt;/span&gt;, paper train graveyard. Keep the dream alive.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-789339185628573702?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/789339185628573702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=789339185628573702' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/789339185628573702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/789339185628573702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/media-revenge.html' title='media revenge'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/S_1Dw_C2mTI/AAAAAAAAAIE/R_sg6ZgzP38/s72-c/mX.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-813153582901998129</id><published>2010-05-04T23:55:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-05-04T23:58:14.936+10:00</updated><title type='text'>flying over the city</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Seeing Manhattan from the 110th floor of the World Trade Center ... the urban island ... a wave of verticals. Its agitation is momentarily arrested by vision. The gigantic mass is immobilized before the eyes. It is transformed into a texturology in which extremes coincide ... I wonder what is the source of this pleasure of 'seeing the whole', of looking down on, totalizing the most immoderate of human texts. To be lifted to the summit of the World Trade Center is to be lifted out of the city's grasp ... It transforms the bewitching world by which one was 'possessed' into a text that lies before one's eyes. It allows one to read it, to be a solar Eye, looking down like a god.&lt;br /&gt;-- de Certeau, 'Walking in the City'.&lt;/blockquote&gt;We experience the inversion of this process, too, as de Certeau admits - "Must one finally fall back into the dark space where crowds move back and forth, crowds that, though visible from on high, are themselves unable to see down below?"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We (or most of us) have all experienced this fall in the experience of planeflight - as the wheels leave the tarmac we indeed feel the relief and wonder of being "lifted out of the city's grasp", even out of ground's grasp as we cut above the cloudline. But one must come back down, from above the inchoate, flat, blue-black mass of the sea, to a gradually more perceptible ground - first just the bare outlines of a state-sized map, then gradually the picture is filled in, there's a car moving, people's backyards, a tennis court with players, until finally we come back to earth.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The experience of landing is thus as much a physiological shock registered in jet lag, popping ears and so on, as it is a perceptual shock or at least transition - from the scopic freedom of planeflight to the unshakeable and somewhat dirty feeling of being back in the world, in the grip of the city. We must always cross the tarmac into the terminal, and from there things descend even further.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-813153582901998129?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/813153582901998129/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=813153582901998129' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/813153582901998129'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/813153582901998129'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/05/flying-over-city.html' title='flying over the city'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7944342242544752827</id><published>2010-04-19T16:44:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T16:47:20.555+10:00</updated><title type='text'>leisure networked</title><content type='html'>Right:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In disciplinary societies, leisure was itself commodified and ordered, and yet it remained socially and temporally distinct to work, even as its mirror.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In control societies, leisure and work effectively collapse on another, both temporally and socio-spatially. I only ever see my best friend at work; the girl in the Tic Tac ad bounces candy off the cubicle wall into her mouth; I line up to get into the movie.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7944342242544752827?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7944342242544752827/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7944342242544752827' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7944342242544752827'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7944342242544752827'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/leisure-networked.html' title='leisure networked'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7243747673365319633</id><published>2010-04-19T15:12:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T15:50:25.947+10:00</updated><title type='text'>museumification</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;We do not need to wait for &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Children of Men&lt;/span&gt;'s near-future to arrive to see this transformation of culture into museum pieces. The power of capitalist realism derives in part from the way that capitalism subsumes and consumes all of previous history: one effect of its 'system of equivalence' which can assign all cultural objects, whether they are religious iconography, pornography, or &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Das Kapital&lt;/span&gt;, a monetary value. Walk around the British Museum, where you see objects torn from their lifeworlds and assembled as if on the deck of some Predator spacecraft, and you have a powerful image of this process at work -- Mark Fisher, Capitalist Realism.&lt;/blockquote&gt;After my own trip to this place, I have to say I thoroughly agree - this passage from Fisher illuminates that nagging feeling I had the whole time. However, I still think hierarchies persist even within this system of equivalences:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa142/Lawsonshares/112.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Thus, whilst I'm inclined to agree, I'm not sure if Fisher repeats the same kind of blunt logic (mirroring the bluntness of the logic he is critiquing, in fact) that McKenzie Wark's essentialism of the digital also evinces - i.e., the notion that the binary nature of the digital, and these bits' indifference to what it is they carry, creates a similar situation of flattened, endless exchangeability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On that note, I think there's conceptual similarity between Fisher's 'capitalist realism' (the current condition in which no social system alternative to capitalism seems even a potential) and Wark's 'atopia' of gamespace, something like the dystopia of the now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also up for consideration here is the very question of the artefact, and its politics: "In the conversion of practices and rituals into merely aesthetic objects, the beliefs of previous cultures are objectively ironized, transformed into artifacts" (Fisher). And yet Benjamin saw something redemptive in the collector.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7243747673365319633?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7243747673365319633/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7243747673365319633' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7243747673365319633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7243747673365319633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/museumification.html' title='museumification'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4943436717174205007</id><published>2010-04-19T13:54:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-19T14:23:46.525+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the racial draft</title><content type='html'>&lt;span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span&gt;In each season of Chappelle's Show, one can see moments where the mobilization of stereotypes arguably confront and conform to popularly, if silently, held racial stereotypes&lt;/span&gt; -- Bambi Haggins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know what's cool about being in America? We all mixed up. I'm talking about genetically, we all got a little something in us, right? -- &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0nMB1u5ocS4"&gt;Dave Chappelle&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;The sonics of race is key to Dave Chappelle's comedy, especially in his vocal modulations during standup - the way he impersonates a typical WASP tone and then lapses slowly back into his over-emphasised black voice, but there's a confusion or duality in that interim that's very interesting, a space that opens up for understanding the performativity of whiteness &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;and &lt;/span&gt;blackness, and their potential deconstruction even whilst they are stereotypically hardened on either end.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4943436717174205007?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4943436717174205007/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4943436717174205007' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4943436717174205007'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4943436717174205007'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/racial-draft.html' title='the racial draft'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8632792456836350038</id><published>2010-04-05T23:50:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2010-04-05T23:51:30.290+10:00</updated><title type='text'>precariat</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;there is an ironic yet devastating demand being placed on the labourer:&lt;br /&gt;while work never ends (as one is never out of touch, and always e...xpected&lt;br /&gt;to be available, with no claims to a private life or other demands),&lt;br /&gt;you as a worker are nonetheless completely expendable (and thus a member&lt;br /&gt;of the precariat: and so one must sacrifice all autonomy from work so&lt;br /&gt;as to keep one’s job).&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;This contemporary condition of on-call ontology or on-demand da-sein&lt;br /&gt;produces an emotional economy of stress. To live under such&lt;br /&gt;instant-demand duress is stress-inducing indeed. Life becomes a series&lt;br /&gt;of panic attacks in the face of never being able to live up to such&lt;br /&gt;workplace demands without completely dismantling ‘life’ itself as&lt;br /&gt;distinct from ‘work’. The managerial class uses techniques of&lt;br /&gt;guilt/loyalty to enforce workers to labour at a moment’s notice,&lt;br /&gt;scheduling with less than a few hours or days time, without hope of a&lt;br /&gt;raise, without benefits or reward, and all for a minimum wage.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;a href="http://fugitive.quadrantcrossing.org/?p=264"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fugitive Philosophy&lt;/a&gt; on why casualisation is the new archetype of capitalist exploitation.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8632792456836350038?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8632792456836350038/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8632792456836350038' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8632792456836350038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8632792456836350038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/04/there-is-ironic-yet-devastating-demand.html' title='precariat'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7198839021941805926</id><published>2010-03-18T23:51:00.004+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:03:55.663+11:00</updated><title type='text'>gamer theory</title><content type='html'>Reading Wark's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gamer Theory &lt;/span&gt;(print version, 'original' online version &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;GAM3R 7H3ORY &lt;/span&gt;is &lt;a href="http://www.futureofthebook.org/gamertheory/"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;) and finding it entirely abstruse. Thus this is very much a preparatory sketch for ideas that might be filled in at a later stage:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Allegorithm as 'allegory' and 'algorithm'; the possibilities encased withing the arbitrariness of algorithm as Benjamin theorised it are nullified by the digital, which presents a parade of superficial differences with an underlying uniform binary code. All the skins in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Sims &lt;/span&gt;are just that. What comes next is the articulation of this logic to experience 'outside' the game (attached to that, what is the inside/outside here? Clearly, Wark isn't just arguing that games 'represent' or are a 'metaphor' for how society now operates (or vice versa), but that there is something more dynamic going on - what?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- The shift to the 'topographical' and it's couching within a certain kind of media theory of space. Very interesting; needs teasing out.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And bringing these two points together, this quote, from card/page 59:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;If the novel, cinema or television can reveal through their particulars  an allegory of the world that makes them possible, the game reveals  something else. For the reader, the novel produces allegory as something  textual. The world of possibility is the play of the linguistic sign.  For the cineaste, the world of possibility is a play of light and shade.  For the gamer, the game produces allegory as something algorithmic. The  world of possibility is the world internal to the algorithm...&lt;/blockquote&gt;- What the fuck is 'atopia'? Seems to be a kind of key.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it for the book itself, what I've found quite productive is approaching it through secondary and commentary texts and reviews. A few interesting points from that:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- &lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20070710214445/www.gameology.org/reviews/the_gospel_according_to_wark_or_why_this#comment"&gt;This&lt;/a&gt; testy 'non-review' of the book by Julian Kücklich- raises interesting points regarding the book's production as a mirror for how it doesn't &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;actually &lt;/span&gt;gesture towards ways 'out' of the game. Wark himself responds to this in comments and argues that we may need to "abandon" the notion of play as critical response - where that leaves reading against the grain and critical 'transgression' etc. is interesting, and connects with wider concerns I have with the 'genre' of cultural studies and critical theory writing, in which often a kind of utopian gesture is made after a generally depressing or revealing critique; embeddedness and disembededness (with perhaps a lack of respect to these terms existing academic application?) - e.g. "this is a product of capitalism, but it complicates and problematises these conditions of production in particular ways". A pitiful kind of 'way out' of a totalised system. But then this seems to be just how criticism operates. Yet Wark seems to argue in his comments on this review that gamespace is precisely universal and there is no way out - thus what becomes the new goal of criticism?&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Just a great comment on &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft &lt;/span&gt;that sums up my thoughts on the new digital political economy, as a game where "where gamers pay for the privilege of their own labor".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;-Psycholudology and affect - Christian McCrea's &lt;a href="http://web.archive.org/web/20070703015152/www.wolvesevolve.com/blog/?p=61#more-61"&gt;entry&lt;/a&gt; into the discussion. Needs far more teasing out.&lt;span style="display: block; padding-left: 6em;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sticking with McCrea's review above (and also another review he wrote &lt;a href="http://www.realtimearts.net/article/80/8648"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;), we return to the problems of the 'performativity' of Wark's text - what it's actually doing and whether or not it is operating as a 'strategy guide' not for playing but &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;escaping &lt;/span&gt;'gamespace' (by which Wark means the way in which the wider social morphology is made over as game).  I think the key here is McCrea's comment:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;There is a ongoing sense that Wark is fearful what the encroachment of  gamespaces may mean for potential ways of working against capitalism.  Namely, that games offer escape but deliver us into the hands of the  enemy.&lt;/blockquote&gt;That last sentence is crucial, and is the motivating drive of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gamer Theory &lt;/span&gt;in a way. The difficulty for me is parsing out the trajectory and causality, even if Wark would probably be unwilling to map his ideas onto something as crude as 'causality'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And again, to drive home this question of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;how &lt;/span&gt;Wark offers a way out (or is it maybe just a map? A map with no real routes, however...), Wark himself again commenting on the initial snarky review says:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;Making totality go away is not a task for thought. It doesn’t yield to a  merely conceptual labor. Its an historical task. A remaking of the  world.&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Continuing with Wark through McCrea, we have this massive idea of the relations between (and collapse of) labour and leisure in gaming, and arguably in 'creative economies' more generally. McCrea notes that clearly this dialectic is something that theorists have been chipping away at for decades, and the Marxist idea of leisure as the necessary form of consumption that necessitates labour is not just one - but even say work on collecting, which emerged in the 19th (?) century as a quintessential bourgeois pastime, and which many scholars have argued is basically training for 'proper' forms of work, social organisation and taste.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nevertheless, what seems qualitatively different in the new configuration of leisure/labour is that leisure itself is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;contemporaneously &lt;/span&gt;commodified or made into labour (distinct processes, I know, but bare with) - we actually perform &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;productive &lt;/span&gt;(i.e. profitable) work whilst leisuring on the net on blogs, social networks, etc. - crowdsourcing etc. - but single-player / non-networked games seem to me to fit back into that non-contemporaneous and not directly profitable realm of leisurely labour - where there is still a kind of training going on but only implicitly.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In this regard, of course, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;World of Warcraft &lt;/span&gt;stands out as operating on both levels of games so described (literally pay to go on there and 'have fun', whilst this fun basically consists of remembering how to labour), but even far more obviously so with something like&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; Pokémon &lt;/span&gt;- a point that &lt;a href="http://mcs.sagepub.com/cgi/content/refs/25/3/379"&gt;Buckingham and Sefton-Green&lt;/a&gt; debate in their article 'Gotta catch 'em all: structure, agency and pedagogy in children's media  culture', referencing the way in which the game basically trains children into being good consumers, 'collecting the whole set', etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- McCrea's post/review also discusses this idea of whether Wark's book makes for good 'games theory', and of course it doesn't - it has little traffic with the concerns over design, aesthetics, remediation and modalities of games that traditional (is it a tradition already? Seems so) games studies does, in its constant harping on about narratology and ludology. Having said that though, a more fruitful approach might be a combination of the two - rather than simply using each game as a cipher, as Wark seems to me to be guilty of, how can we cross his philosophy with articulation of the material realities (materialities) of games? This to me is a question that should confront all forms of critical/theoretical media studies, and one I am beginning to grapple with in terms of music media. And here I think I am only really echoing McCrea's point that he makes much more vividly, of the possibility of a 'theory-through-games'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, then, to try to give these notes a sense of closure or recall, I guess this idea of a 'game-aware' theory (of games) might be contradictory with Wark's larger point I referenced earlier - that to play the game in any way (even 'resistant') is, to be blunt, to lock oneself into playing the game.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7198839021941805926?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7198839021941805926/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7198839021941805926' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7198839021941805926'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7198839021941805926'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/gamer-theory.html' title='gamer theory'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-2324272028513900416</id><published>2010-03-15T01:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-15T01:09:17.161+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Lovink on Peer-Review</title><content type='html'>Geert Lovink has &lt;a href="http://networkcultures.org/wpmu/geert/2010/03/01/lets-end-anonymous-peer-review/"&gt;called&lt;/a&gt; for an end to anonymous peer-review practices for journals and so on, arguing that it is a shady, backroom style of review that no longer fits the 'open' realm of web cultures where opinions are shared openly and freely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I guess two immediate problems present themselves: 1) that Lovink has put the technology before culture a little too explicitly, as if the emergence of net forms of review simply warrant the restructuring of prior ones, and 2) that these very forms themselves might not actually be conducive to the sorts of considered, detailed review journal article reviews call for - who would want to read the equivalent of 50 snarky, off-the-cuff blog comments when receiving a paper back from a journal? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then again, I'm highly ignorant about actual processes of peer-review, and whether they're as deceitful as Lovink claims they are.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-2324272028513900416?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2324272028513900416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=2324272028513900416' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2324272028513900416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2324272028513900416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/lovink-on-peer-review.html' title='Lovink on Peer-Review'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4975500115162635500</id><published>2010-03-14T22:30:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2010-03-14T22:31:07.953+11:00</updated><title type='text'>text/paratext and materiality</title><content type='html'>A comment I made on marathonpack's &lt;a href="http://www.marathonpacks.com/2010/03/paratexts/"&gt;discussion&lt;/a&gt; of musical paratexts and web 2.0:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I think the distinction between text and paratext is best approached in terms of that between text as ‘meaning/form’ and paratext as ‘materiality’ – or any form in which a text is instantiated. If you think of this way, it becomes clearer what the text is (the ’song’ itself as a kind of autonomous entity) but that doesn’t preclude the fact that a text is never actually realised until made by its various paratexts, therefore it is always clouded by them as Jenkins and yourself mention. Not just ‘no text without context’, but ‘no text without paratext’.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4975500115162635500?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4975500115162635500/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4975500115162635500' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4975500115162635500'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4975500115162635500'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2010/03/textparatext-and-materiality.html' title='text/paratext and materiality'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1834322980238137567</id><published>2009-11-01T01:12:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-11-01T01:18:28.234+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dissolving digital dichotomies</title><content type='html'>Transcoding is often held up as an inherent and unique feature of the digital; the notion that because everything is encoded as 1s and 0s, then anything can be output as anything else:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Digital discreteness, its exactness, its pure formality mean that digital data are indifferent to their content, so that a digital representation of a sound can be seen as well as heard" (Evans 2005: 72).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The Voyager Golden Record is a phonograph record included in the two Voyager spacecraft launched in 1977. It contains sounds and images selected to portray the diversity of life and culture on Earth ... &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The 115 images are encoded in analogue form&lt;/span&gt;" (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=Voyager_Golden_Record&amp;amp;oldid=322707648"&gt;Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1834322980238137567?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1834322980238137567/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1834322980238137567' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1834322980238137567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1834322980238137567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/11/dissolving-digital-dichotomies.html' title='dissolving digital dichotomies'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3845177698599925162</id><published>2009-10-08T02:57:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-08T03:00:24.137+11:00</updated><title type='text'>transduction of data</title><content type='html'>"The ID3v1 tag occupies 128 bytes, beginning with the string TAG. The tag was placed at the end of the file to maintain compatibility with older media players. Some players would play a small burst of static when they read the tag, but most ignored it, and almost all modern players will correctly skip it."&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/w/index.php?title=ID3&amp;amp;oldid=317750821"&gt;ID3, Wikipedia&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3845177698599925162?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3845177698599925162/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3845177698599925162' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3845177698599925162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3845177698599925162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/10/transduction-of-data.html' title='transduction of data'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-451958633154957340</id><published>2009-09-30T00:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-30T00:37:49.224+10:00</updated><title type='text'>walk act</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/NMERoughTradec81.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-451958633154957340?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/451958633154957340/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=451958633154957340' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/451958633154957340'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/451958633154957340'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/walk-act.html' title='walk act'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3114370213459294922</id><published>2009-09-29T21:04:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T21:09:47.374+10:00</updated><title type='text'>excorporealisation</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 533px; height: 692px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/LendMeYourEarsSaysScience.jpg" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3114370213459294922?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3114370213459294922/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3114370213459294922' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3114370213459294922'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3114370213459294922'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/excorporealisation.html' title='excorporealisation'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4272690671496059375</id><published>2009-09-16T15:51:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T15:55:14.417+10:00</updated><title type='text'>hagiographics</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="width: 499px; height: 423px;" alt="http://magculture.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/cover2.jpg" src="http://magculture.com/blog/wp-content/uploads/2008/02/cover2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img alt="http://www.medienobservationen.uni-muenchen.de/artikel/heckfenster/bilder/schlegel_baudrillard_01.jpg" src="http://www.medienobservationen.uni-muenchen.de/artikel/heckfenster/bilder/schlegel_baudrillard_01.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The visual pun of the hollowed out copy of Baudrillard’s  &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Simulations&lt;/span&gt; in the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Matrix&lt;/span&gt; movie is just a glib representation of the more substantive evisceration of critical thought that customarily takes place in a media-saturated public sphere. McLuhan suffered a similar fate when posthumously he was made the patron saint of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Wired&lt;/span&gt; magazine despite the unalloyed darkness of some of his assessments of the cultural harm wrought by electronic media" (&lt;a href="http://www.ubishops.ca/baudrillardstudies/vol2_2/taylor1pf.htm"&gt;Taylor &amp;amp; Harris&lt;/a&gt;).&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4272690671496059375?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4272690671496059375/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4272690671496059375' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4272690671496059375'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4272690671496059375'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/09/hagiographics.html' title='hagiographics'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6062103097196737875</id><published>2009-08-11T15:58:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T16:04:03.697+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the invention of music</title><content type='html'>The phonograph was the very first technique for representing music that was &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;autographic&lt;/span&gt; - musical notation and other forms of 'transcription' up until then were decidedly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;allographic&lt;/span&gt;, according the sounds of speech and music to a system of 26 letters and a subsystem of seven notes - from A to G - "thereby categorically excluding all noise sequences" (Kittler 1999: 3). Once a technology can represent sonic&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt; singularities&lt;/span&gt;, then music is finally freed from the reign of composition/symbolism. Jazz, Rock, Disco, Pop, etc. are not possible without the phonograph.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(But what of oral transmission?)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6062103097196737875?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6062103097196737875/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6062103097196737875' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6062103097196737875'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6062103097196737875'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/invention-of-music.html' title='the invention of music'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4464966241112582012</id><published>2009-08-11T14:49:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T14:54:12.080+10:00</updated><title type='text'>discourse networks</title><content type='html'>&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa142/Lawsonshares/Telephonelines.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gramophone, Film, Typewriter&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img src="http://i198.photobucket.com/albums/aa142/Lawsonshares/wired.jpg" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Wired, Present Day, Present Time&lt;br /&gt;(&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Serial Experiments Lain&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4464966241112582012?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4464966241112582012/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4464966241112582012' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4464966241112582012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4464966241112582012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/discourse-networks.html' title='discourse networks'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3794764842200893775</id><published>2009-08-01T18:00:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2010-03-19T01:19:51.224+11:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;Communication as a person-to-person activity became thinkable only in the shadow of mediated communication. Mass communication came first ... Miscommunication is the scandal that motivates the very concept of communication in the first place.&lt;br /&gt;(John Durham Peters, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Speaking into the Air: A History of the Idea of Communication&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Everybody can give you the proper nightmare, or the proper story of the human subject alienated from the world. Everybody knows how to run that story by. But if you start talking to people about how they cook their dinner or what kind of language you use to describe trouble in a marriage  and you’re very likely to get notions of tape loops, communication breakdown - you’re likely to get amazing stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://harikunzru.com/node/203"&gt;(Donna Haraway in conversation with Hari Kunzru, 1996)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3794764842200893775?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3794764842200893775/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3794764842200893775' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3794764842200893775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3794764842200893775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/08/communication-as-person-to-person.html' title=''/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3758471561120867903</id><published>2009-04-13T21:42:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2009-04-13T21:45:35.056+10:00</updated><title type='text'>teens</title><content type='html'>Emmy Hennings, writing on My Disco in &lt;a href="http://www.messandnoise.com/events/10025"&gt;Mess+Noise&lt;/a&gt; (sorely missed, btw), came up with a turn of phrase that is decidedly Foucauldian and yet insanely applicable to manifold teenage cultural forms:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;"&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Cancer&lt;/span&gt; favourites ‘Perfect Protection’ and ‘Measure Wait’ elicit big cheers, and I wonder how a sound so blunt can be pleasurable, and what celebration this largely teenage audience might be finding inside of it. But, moving compulsively to their final song, wanting its artillery tank ferocity to go on forever while simultaneously praying for it to end, I think I understand. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;This music is both a mirror of discipline and its inversion&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;/span&gt; In here, the change from one note to the next can promise a space the size of the world."&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Every new inscription only serves to create another limit, Foucault might say.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Though when I think about teen films and similar things, there's very much this sense. Transgression as inverted moral teaching.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3758471561120867903?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3758471561120867903/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3758471561120867903' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3758471561120867903'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3758471561120867903'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/teens.html' title='teens'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-90906608154753214</id><published>2009-04-04T17:48:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:50:33.636+11:00</updated><title type='text'>unused capital for dead media</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=phonecard.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 449px; height: 280px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/phonecard.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=phonecard1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 445px; height: 286px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/phonecard1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-90906608154753214?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/90906608154753214/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=90906608154753214' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/90906608154753214'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/90906608154753214'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/unused-capital-for-dead-media.html' title='unused capital for dead media'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6251836206386080858</id><published>2009-04-04T17:34:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-04T17:48:31.381+11:00</updated><title type='text'>dead men on dead media stamping a dead political economy</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=licence.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 497px; height: 358px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/licence.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://s86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/?action=view&amp;amp;current=licence1.jpg" target="_blank"&gt;&lt;img style="width: 496px; height: 350px;" src="http://i86.photobucket.com/albums/k84/Laws0n_2006/licence1.jpg" alt="Photobucket" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6251836206386080858?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6251836206386080858/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6251836206386080858' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6251836206386080858'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6251836206386080858'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/dead-media-stamping-dead-political.html' title='dead men on dead media stamping a dead political economy'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6086908954005432783</id><published>2009-04-01T01:13:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-04-01T01:15:02.246+11:00</updated><title type='text'>birthdays as reflexive byproducts of social networks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On a friend's Facebook wall:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Because of new facebook's ridiculous layout i forgot to wish you a happy birthday!"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6086908954005432783?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6086908954005432783/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6086908954005432783' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6086908954005432783'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6086908954005432783'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/04/birthdays-as-reflexive-byproducts-of.html' title='birthdays as reflexive byproducts of social networks'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8828543332568077751</id><published>2009-03-27T21:37:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-27T21:42:25.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'>■</title><content type='html'>"When we live in a virtual isolated space, every reconnection with the Real is, of course, something shattering; it is violent." (Žižek, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Conversation 4: Tolerance and the Intolerable&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When I visited the tattoo parlour, the guy said to me, "and you know, there's very few things in this world today that you can do that are just for you, for yourself only, and a tattoo is one of them."&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8828543332568077751?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8828543332568077751/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8828543332568077751' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8828543332568077751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8828543332568077751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/blog-post.html' title='■'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1614026066202933020</id><published>2009-03-23T01:20:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-23T01:22:23.072+11:00</updated><title type='text'>Headwork in the Garden</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/ScZJePybaCI/AAAAAAAAAG0/vj4Gvv6O910/s1600-h/Headwork+in+the+Garden.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; 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display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 391px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/ScRjyX_33II/AAAAAAAAAGk/hmZf37am6Fo/s400/video-tape+corporation.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315483177290554498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/ScRjyco3XHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x0UttbvgBmY/s1600-h/video-tape+corporation+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 729px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/ScRjyco3XHI/AAAAAAAAAGs/x0UttbvgBmY/s400/video-tape+corporation+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5315483178536230002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-625406053391292447?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/625406053391292447/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=625406053391292447' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/625406053391292447'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/625406053391292447'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/dead-media-advertising-on-dead-media.html' title='dead media advertising on dead media'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/ScRjyX_33II/AAAAAAAAAGk/hmZf37am6Fo/s72-c/video-tape+corporation.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-768478048513725720</id><published>2009-03-11T23:33:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-03-11T23:33:41.952+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what's the 21st?</title><content type='html'>&lt;p class="head"&gt;On          Silence&lt;span class="green"&gt;, &lt;/span&gt;by Aldous Huxley&lt;b&gt;&lt;span class="green"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt; The twentieth century is, among other things, the Age of Noise [The twenty-first century is, among other things, the Age of Sound]. Physical noise, mental noise and noise of desire -- we hold history's record for all of them [Binary sound, social sound and sound of silver - we hold history's record for all of them]. And no wonder; for all the resources of our almost miraculous technology have been thrown into the current assault against silence [And no wonder; for all the resources of our digital technology have been thrown into the current assault against physically discrete media]. That most popular and influential of all recent inventions, the radio is nothing but a conduit through which pre-fabricated din can flow into our homes [That most popular and iconic of all recent inventions, the iPod is nothing but a conduit through which pre-fabricated control can flow into our ears]. And this din goes far deeper, of course, than the eardrums [And this control goes far deeper, of course, than the subject]. It penetrates the mind, filling it with a babel of distractions, blasts of corybantic or sentimental music, continually repeated doses of drama that bring no catharsis, but usually create a craving for daily or even hourly emotional enemas [It penetrates the social, filling it with a babel of styles, blasts of pop or indie music, continually renewed tracks that bring no meaning, but usually create a craving for constant affective flattenings]. And where, as in most countries, the broadcasting stations support themselves by selling time to advertisers, the noise is carried from the ear, through the realms of phantasy, knowledge and feeling to the ego's core of wish and desire [And where, as in most cultures, the listeners support themselves by downloading the music for free, the sound is carried from the computer, through to the device, and back out again]. Spoken or printed, broadcast over the ether or on wood-pulp, all advertising copy has but one purpose -- to prevent the will from ever achieving silence [Heard or not, reproduced over the laptop or in earphones, all digital music has but one purpose -- to prevent the will from ever achieving difference]. Desirelessness is the condition of deliverance and illumination [Disequilibrium is the condition of discovery and ethos]. The condition of an expanding and technologically progressive system of mass production is universal craving [The condition of an expanding and technologically progressive musical apparatus is universal equilibrium]. Advertising is the organized effort to extend and intensify the workings of that force, which (as all the saints and teachers of all the higher religions have always taught) is the principal cause of suffering and wrong-doing and the greatest obstacle between the human soul and its Divine Ground. [iPods are the manifest effort to extend and intensify the workings of that force, which (as all the folk have always known) is the principal cause of stasis and ossification and the greatest obstacle between the musical experience and its mobilisation].&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-768478048513725720?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/768478048513725720/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=768478048513725720' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/768478048513725720'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/768478048513725720'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/03/whats-21st.html' title='what&apos;s the 21st?'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4282498366663043486</id><published>2009-01-31T18:34:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-31T18:45:10.906+11:00</updated><title type='text'>aesthetics and history</title><content type='html'>Despite a sense of rigur mortis in its theorising, as if it were a static and pervasive phenomenon, the digital aesthetic has a history. Compare the compact disc and the mp3, for instance, both built upon the digital, but carrying very different forms of coding, sound, tactility, look. The fact that sound has 'detoriated' or at least been compressed in the 'advance' of the mp3 is interesting - whereas digital &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;imagery &lt;/span&gt;is all about approaching 'reality' or at least something like 'clarity' or relief; more megapixels, sharper flat screen tvs, etc. etc. The disjuncture expressed in the progression of visual versus sonic digitality shows that there is no teleology in this history, but it at least gives rest to pre-digital nostalgia as if herein was petrified.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4282498366663043486?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4282498366663043486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4282498366663043486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4282498366663043486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4282498366663043486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/aesthetics-and-history.html' title='aesthetics and history'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3774393306331451451</id><published>2009-01-11T22:55:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2009-01-11T22:58:15.586+11:00</updated><title type='text'>thrashed</title><content type='html'>I'd really like to write something substantial one day on the phenonemon of 'thrashing' or 'killing' a particular piece of music, when one has played it so much that you get 'sick' of it. Does this fact mean that such a way of listening is inherently consumerist? Or that all musics (mainly popular music) we find bring on this condition are necessarily or fundamentally consumables?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Activities of self-realization are subject to increasing marginal utility: They become more enjoyable the more one has already engaged in them. Exactly the opposite is true of consumption. To derive sustained pleasure from consumption, diversity is essential. Diversity, on the other hand, is an obstacle to successful self-realization, as it prevents one from getting into the later and more rewarding stages."&lt;br /&gt;(Jon Elster, philosopher)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hmmm...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3774393306331451451?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3774393306331451451/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3774393306331451451' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3774393306331451451'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3774393306331451451'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2009/01/thrashed.html' title='thrashed'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4443064089875653665</id><published>2008-12-25T00:32:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-25T00:39:37.772+11:00</updated><title type='text'>what chu waiting for</title><content type='html'>"Time is for white people"&lt;br /&gt;(Erykah Badu, in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Blender&lt;/span&gt; magazine, March)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"[T]he idea of modernity as modernization [&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sic&lt;/span&gt;] turns relations of space - relations between cultures - into relations of time, where the white man stands at the pinnacle of world evolution"&lt;br /&gt;(Jonathan Sterne, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Audible Past: Cultural Origins of Sound Reproduction&lt;/span&gt;, p9)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This ain't just some bullshit about 'island time'.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4443064089875653665?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4443064089875653665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4443064089875653665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4443064089875653665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4443064089875653665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/what-chu-waiting-for.html' title='what chu waiting for'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3497854391015409466</id><published>2008-12-16T02:26:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-12-16T02:34:26.541+11:00</updated><title type='text'>james bidgood</title><content type='html'>Regarding &lt;a href="http://www.theage.com.au/national/rudd-blasts-labor-mp-in-cashforphoto-row-20081203-6qnv.html?page=-1"&gt;James Bidgood&lt;/a&gt;, federal Australian politician who took photos of a man threatening to set himself alight outside Parliament in protest of his parents' visa troubles. I have little to say on the issue of the photo itself and the ethics of the whole thing, but just find it interesting how the entire event was such a meta kind of media ritual - a ritual about the media within the media.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Says Nick Xenophon, Senator, SA Independent:&lt;br /&gt;"You don't need a code of conduct to tell you whether you're being a jerk or not, and I think there's an enforceable code of conduct in place right now. And that is the media, public scrutiny - if you behave like a jerk you'll get kicked in the public arena, and that's what happened."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's fascinating enough about what it says about the mediated public sphere and fourth estate etc, but even more interesting is how media is both &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;judge &lt;/span&gt;and &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;culprit &lt;/span&gt;in this event - able to take differing and even conflicting discursive positions according to how and where the event and its tail of happenings is reported. For the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;entire reason &lt;/span&gt;the photo was taken was because Bidgood has an innate sense of the fact that (news) media space is THE social-political space, in fact one might say he actually helped the protester in this sense. But then are the media culpable? What the fuck is 'the media' anyway?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3497854391015409466?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3497854391015409466/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3497854391015409466' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3497854391015409466'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3497854391015409466'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/12/james-bidgood.html' title='james bidgood'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8091953018606331380</id><published>2008-11-06T16:16:00.000+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-06T16:17:14.589+11:00</updated><title type='text'>bjork 'gets' medium theory</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/75WFTHpOw8Y&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/75WFTHpOw8Y&amp;amp;color1=0xb1b1b1&amp;amp;color2=0xcfcfcf&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8091953018606331380?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8091953018606331380/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8091953018606331380' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8091953018606331380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8091953018606331380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/bjork-gets-medium-theory.html' title='bjork &apos;gets&apos; medium theory'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6634966827618200854</id><published>2008-11-05T00:17:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:29:49.225+11:00</updated><title type='text'>addendum to below</title><content type='html'>I suppose this is really about the issue of that gap between theory and praxis/action, assuming that ideology/culture whatever normally takes place in the latter but now looking at how it re-presents or reworks itself in the former.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In that Taylor article I mention, which is actually an interview with Srecko Horvat, Horvat ponders if, now that Žižek seems ineluctably attached to the cinema, that the theorist might make a film himself. Taylor kind of flippantly and uneasily himself replies:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;It's not something that appeals to me in the sense that it seems reminiscent of celebrities in one realm trading in their cachet for a quick entry into another. I'm also not sure how easily Žižek's theoretical speculations about film could help him create the aesthetic article itself, but one of the few things I think you can say with any certainty about Žižek is that it's unlikely one of his films would be boring or predictable!&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in a sense he has kind of put up a barrier between thought - or theory, academic work, whatever - having some kind of import or, further, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;impact &lt;/span&gt;on everything outside of it. He is sticking to the notion of academic writing as some kind of sacred, untouched-by-ideology sphere, right? But then he mentioned before that academic, or rather 'intellectual', thought has effectively come to speak for the dominant order. Why wouldn't a thinker who is apparently much opposed to this - Žižek - reply be reinserting himself into the realm of the popular (which Taylor seems to outrightly hate)? There's got to be some kind of transfer for things to work. If Žižek can bring psychoanalytic theories to bear on films so well and so 'accessibly' in his readings of them, then why wouldn't he do the same - actually, complete that very project - and make a film? As the ultimate embodiment of reality? Would this have some kind of tramuatic/progressive effect because &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;he &lt;/span&gt;is aware of the machinations behind it all and would thus be able to avoid them? Or would it be - &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Dogville&lt;/span&gt;-style, as he says - an attempt to still convince us of the 'magic' of cinema? Can it be anything else? Something tells me Žižek wouldn't like entirely 'demystifying' avant-garde works, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The problem is, I guess, is that for all his various ways of inserting himself into popular culture (even most literally in terms of the Žižek-in-diegesis moments of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Perverts Guide to Cinema&lt;/span&gt;) he actually most of everyone still relies on his ultimate separation from it. In this, though, isn't he performing the very mouth-piece of the order that he rails against?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6634966827618200854?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6634966827618200854/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6634966827618200854' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6634966827618200854'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6634966827618200854'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/addendum-to-below.html' title='addendum to below'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-797698705933645377</id><published>2008-11-05T00:05:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-11-05T00:10:28.190+11:00</updated><title type='text'>don't support what you're trying to deconstruct</title><content type='html'>The worst kind of theory/action/thought is that which knows better and does it anyway. It's kind of the subculture thing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Can't be bothered elaborating, but this might do for now:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"It's not that paper journals are Leftist or non-Leftist that is the problem. Rather my point&lt;br /&gt;relates to the particular lack of reflexivity practiced by certain Leftist paper journals. Žižek cites&lt;br /&gt;Lacan's distinction between Rightist knaves and Leftist fools. The knaves are the neoconservatives who act as open apologists for the existing system, whilst the fools are principled Leftists whose mode of criticism actually ends up supporting not subverting the system because it acts as a 'performative utterance'. Put another way, if one wants to criticize the existing order there's a danger that you merely adopt a pre-ordained role - much like that of the "baddy" in a pantomime. Everyone then knows their alloted roles in the performance and within this structure the established order can target its opponents with fresh resolve.&lt;br /&gt;Žižek uses Benjamin in this context to distinguish between the attitudes exhibited towards the&lt;br /&gt;dominant relations of production and within those relations (see footnote 2 of Love Thy&lt;br /&gt;Neighbour? No Thanks!) He makes it clear that critics often explicitly condemn of a social&lt;br /&gt;system/political structure but do so in such a manner that it fits the pre-existing frame (Žižek also relates this to Lacan's distinction between the enunciated content and the position of enunciation). One could add McLuhan's point that the medium tends to swamp the message and this is my key point about just some Leftist paper journals - they fail to account adequately for the significance of their position of enunciation, irrespective of what they are saying. It's not so much about the political content (although there is still this nagging irony that Leftist journals actively contribute to the exploitation of libraries) but more about being more self-reflexive - not too much to ask from intellectuals? Rather than seeking to label IJŽS Leftist or Rightist, I think it's more important to identify it as radical and unconventional in the same sense that Žižek is radical - his whole approach and methodology is reflexive and non-static."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Paul A. Taylor, 'The Importance of Žižek's Thought'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm not agreeing with the dude really, just using him to remember what I mean.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-797698705933645377?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/797698705933645377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=797698705933645377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/797698705933645377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/797698705933645377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/11/dont-support-what-youre-trying-to.html' title='don&apos;t support what you&apos;re trying to deconstruct'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-5548417856792161844</id><published>2008-10-30T12:14:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-10-30T12:15:53.394+11:00</updated><title type='text'>representation</title><content type='html'>It's interesting how this word refers to both a particular model of communication and a particular form of politics, as if getting over it might have something to do with complicating both.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-5548417856792161844?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5548417856792161844/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=5548417856792161844' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5548417856792161844'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5548417856792161844'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/10/representation.html' title='representation'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3532067163279752372</id><published>2008-09-24T00:39:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:58:47.722+10:00</updated><title type='text'>mtv's jackass</title><content type='html'>Remember? Of course you do - the pain, the scat, the skating, the public humiliation (of both public and actors).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, it's definitely ripe for analysis, has copped a bit already:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chivers Yochim, Emily.  'From “Jackasses” to “Wildboyz”: Neverending Adolescence and (De)stabilizing White Masculine Power on MTV', Paper presented at the annual meeting of the International Communication Association, TBA, San Francisco, CA. (see also thesis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shanken, Andrew M. 'The Sublime “Jackass”: Transgression and Play in the Inner Suburbs'&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Brayton, Sean (2007) 'MTV's Jackass: Transgression, Abjection and the Economy of White Masculinity', Journal of Gender Studies. 16(1): 57-72.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Shafer, Gregory (2005) 'Media and Men: The Making of a Jackass', Reassessing American Culture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Need to look at - do these articles say 'all' there is to say on the subject? Do they consider its origins in skateboarding 'subculture' and its alternative media aesthetics? Need to consider the primarily physical/affective (and yes, masculinist) dimension from which both emerge, and why they emerged at particular time in history. Look at director cross-over (Spike Jonze), relation to magazines like &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Big Brother&lt;/span&gt;, movie spin-offs (most 'un-movie' movies ever), television show spin offs and pretenders (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Dudesons&lt;/span&gt;), the line between reality and 'play acting' (physicality/violence as a kind of flatline assertion of authenticity), homosocial tendencies inherent, etc. etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And another thing:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;If &lt;/span&gt;'the personal is political', then is the destruction/invasion of the male body some kind of politics?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Applies equally to skateboarding; does it automatically circumscribe involvement to males? Well, to say this itself is prescriptive, as if physical inevitably = male - look at gender studies of skateboarding)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Which is another way of asking - is there anything &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;good &lt;/span&gt;about it? Beyond the level of representation/critique?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3532067163279752372?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3532067163279752372/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3532067163279752372' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3532067163279752372'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3532067163279752372'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/mtvs-jackass.html' title='mtv&apos;s jackass'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7811519862895354154</id><published>2008-09-24T00:11:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:20:32.390+10:00</updated><title type='text'>skateboarder as flâneur</title><content type='html'>&lt;blockquote&gt;"Benjamin noted a contradiction at work in the figure of the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flâneur&lt;/span&gt;, however - that, while he subjected the urban world to an 'individualising' gaze (ie., his own), he simultaneously assisted in the erasure of individuality by reducing what he saw to a series of statistical points" (Gelder, Ken (1994) 'Vampires in the (Old) New World: Anne Rice's Vampire Chronicals', &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Reading the Vampire&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"In this sense, skaters see the city as a set of objects. Yet cities are not things, but the apparent form of the urbanisation process, and are in fact filled with ideas, culture and memories, with flows of money, information and ideologies, and are dynamically constitutive of the continual reproduction of the urban. To see the city as a collection of objects is then to fail to see its real character. And this is exactly the failure one could say of skateboarding, which does little or nothing to analyse the processes which form the urban; instead, the phenomenal procedures of skateboarding rely entirely on the objectival nature of the city, treating its surfaces – horizontal, vertical, diagonal, curved – as the physical ground on which to operate." (Borden, Iain 'A Performative Critique of the American City: the Urban Practice of Skateboarding')&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What the quotes say, really. Looking at the failures rather than utopian possibilities of skateboarding; need to be recognised and interrogated. Argument for more 'concrete' forms of urban transformation ie. skateparks? Problems with visualist description of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;flâneur &lt;/span&gt;abound; not really willing to take this further. But contradictions both quotes speak to are important...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7811519862895354154?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7811519862895354154/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7811519862895354154' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7811519862895354154'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7811519862895354154'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/skateboarder-as-flneur.html' title='skateboarder as flâneur'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1261456576591582545</id><published>2008-09-22T14:20:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-09-24T00:27:34.227+10:00</updated><title type='text'>touch</title><content type='html'>beyond subjects and objects; think in terms of connective worlds, neural pathways made manifest, etc etc&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"We touch objects, and they touch us" [sic?] (Handbook of Material Cultures]&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dissolution? No, just beyond.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See(?):&lt;br /&gt;Fisher, Tom (2004) 'What We Touch, Touches Us: Materials, Affects, and Affordances' &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Design Issues&lt;/span&gt;. 20(4): 20-33.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1261456576591582545?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1261456576591582545/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1261456576591582545' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1261456576591582545'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1261456576591582545'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/09/touch.html' title='touch'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-2435218327935887207</id><published>2008-07-03T22:35:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-07-03T22:37:19.318+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the only axiom i'll ever come up with</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Which even then has been said better before. Nevermind.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Law does not exist until a judgement is made&lt;br /&gt;If we withhold judgement, we intimate freedom.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-2435218327935887207?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2435218327935887207/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=2435218327935887207' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2435218327935887207'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;Media production within a parallel economy.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Subcultural media.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Alternative models?&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3930103733326552691?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3930103733326552691/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3930103733326552691' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3930103733326552691'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' 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class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-963633363400051480?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/963633363400051480/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=963633363400051480' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/963633363400051480'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/963633363400051480'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/packt-like-sardines.html' title='packt like sardines'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-2899782148675899228</id><published>2008-06-01T16:44:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-06-01T17:00:09.200+10:00</updated><title type='text'>networked liveness</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Holmes (2005, &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;Communication Theory: Media, Technology and Society&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;) argues that 'liveness', as an aesthetic, industrial, experiential quality of a given medium, is only possible with broadcast media, such as television, but also asynchronous media like newspapers. That's the key too, liveness as a category is not defined by the fact that a 'real world' event is being produced and received at the exact same time ('nowness') but rather that, in effect, the medium is &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;live with itself&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;.  Considering television as an example, Holmes identifies the sense of liveness not so much with a live program broadcast but rather the very fact that such a broadcast could &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-family:trebuchet ms;" &gt;interrupt &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;at any point. Or, in another sense, as Heath &amp;amp; Skirrow (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;i style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Television, A World in Action.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt; Screen 18.2 (Summer 1977): 7-59) observe, "Like the world, television never stops, is continuous" - that is to say that TV is always there, even when the set is turned off. Or newspapers, the fact of its liveness comes from that everyone attends to the medium more or less at the same time and that its contents are exhausted and outmoded on a daily basis - no one reads the paper from last Wednesday, as Holmes notes, in fact we don't even tend to see it (it gets pulped or recycled as quickly as possible. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So i've only gone through all these examples to get to the constitutive features of liveness itself: a medium must be synchronous with itself, and the audience must attend to it at more or less the same time, and be aware of such .&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Now, considering this, I take issue with Holmes characterisation of liveness as only pertaining to broadcast, in fact, I'd argue that there is a sense in which all mediums are live insofar as they are continuous with their own present. And yet you could say that that is only one half of the live equation, but I'd also argue that network forms have their own peculiar liveness: such as online RSS readers, that are updated the moment a blog post goes online, and not only that technical fact but also the cultural anxiety that many people feel whilst sitting at work with their reader open and nothing to do - they too are sutured into that technology's (application's?) liveness. Even video games, which by virtue of being networked through services such as Xbox Live, carry their own sense of cotemporality (triangulated between the instance of access, the medium's own time, and the time of other players). &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe its not the exact same contours of liveness that television maintains, but network mediums still hold that possibility of being live.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-2899782148675899228?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2899782148675899228/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=2899782148675899228' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2899782148675899228'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2899782148675899228'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/06/holmes-2005-communication-theory-media.html' title='networked liveness'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-2091834085428071297</id><published>2008-05-31T02:16:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T02:20:59.762+10:00</updated><title type='text'>kick flip shuffle</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Similarities between the iPod (or digital music player) and skateboard as (symptomatic, normative) urban technologies: both change the texture of the city precisely by denying it. The skateboarder empties the ideological connotations of the handrail, for example, (a crutch for consumption) by grinding down it; the iPod user blocks out the discord of the urban sounscape by reconstructing a personal sonic mosaic that inverts the relation between body and city (the former no longer dictating the latter, rather &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vice versa&lt;/span&gt;). Yet the problem inherent in both these strategies is that they fail to analyse or critique precisely the ideological structures of the urban, to confront and truly &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;change &lt;/span&gt;(challenge) them. They are only temporary tactics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-2091834085428071297?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2091834085428071297/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=2091834085428071297' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2091834085428071297'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2091834085428071297'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/kick-flip-shuffle.html' title='kick flip shuffle'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6653394875797375100</id><published>2008-05-31T01:06:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-31T01:08:59.375+10:00</updated><title type='text'>energizer</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Someone should rock a cultural studies of the battery. Maybe it's been done. But really, if it hasn't - c'mon! These things are a massively significant cultural trope. A wealth of ideas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6653394875797375100?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6653394875797375100/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6653394875797375100' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6653394875797375100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6653394875797375100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/energizer.html' title='energizer'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8438072013932256519</id><published>2008-05-26T10:55:00.001+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-26T10:55:50.849+10:00</updated><title type='text'>cramming</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.popmatters.com/pm/columns/article/58633/zen-and-the-art-of-cramming/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;lulz&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8438072013932256519?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8438072013932256519/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8438072013932256519' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8438072013932256519'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8438072013932256519'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/cramming.html' title='cramming'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-588770846125181148</id><published>2008-05-17T21:34:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-17T21:36:33.039+10:00</updated><title type='text'>web reading</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just a quick one: how do blogs and the applications used to access them (RSS Readers) change the practice/mode of reading prior to the text? Is it not that they increase the propensity towards extensive, rapid reading rather than contemplation? Is the speed of reading finally achieving parity with the speed of consumption? Does anyone read books anymore, and if so is that now a productive thing in the politics of reading?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-588770846125181148?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/588770846125181148/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=588770846125181148' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/588770846125181148'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/588770846125181148'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/web-reading.html' title='web reading'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1981767341172316423</id><published>2008-05-17T21:32:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-12-11T04:09:39.013+11:00</updated><title type='text'>don't get any big ideas</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;How might one model the &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nude &lt;/span&gt;Remix project? Well, it's pretty representative of things as they are musically at the moment - a hybrid broadcast/network thing:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/SC6-9ESFVVI/AAAAAAAAADE/AffwLEXqPv8/s1600-h/nude.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/SC6-9ESFVVI/AAAAAAAAADE/AffwLEXqPv8/s200/nude.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5201304575990388050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Wow, that's terrible ... Some explanation:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Radiohhead/&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nude &lt;/span&gt;are the broadcaster, the centre - regardless of the whole 'you can do what you want with our song' remix contest thing, which has been played out similarly countless times before, the primacy of the original always stands. But no longer as the authoritative master-text, but rather a sort of set of signifiers to be put to use, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;shuffled &lt;/span&gt;(now that's a cultural mode!). The Internet mediation of this whole exercise just exacerbates the level, not the quality, of this remix comp in relation to previous ones (?). This is not the death of the authored-text, but its reconstitution in network.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;All the lines coming off the circle are the remix stems - clearly I wasn't going to draw 2,254 lines so you'll just have to imagine that many (that's what the poorly-drawn infinity symbol is for too). They stand alone to one another but are all crucially linked through the fulcrum of the original song and the voting system, which I suppose is what those lines between the stems represent. But then that's not accurate, because as per the vote mechanism I would need to structure this thing as a dual hierarchy (a two-step flow?) - the top is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nude &lt;/span&gt;originally, with a hierarchised network of remixes below that have their own top and bottom (most/least votes or plays). Shit this is getting complicated.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;By design (website design too) there is nothing that would seem to privilege any one remix over the other for voters prior to its content (considering the title as content too - who wants to listen to the &lt;a href="http://www.radioheadremix.com/remix/?id=2260"&gt;'Nude Beethoven-Heiligenstabt Remix'&lt;/a&gt;?). But then the way the &lt;a href="http://www.radioheadremix.com/"&gt;front page&lt;/a&gt; defaults to viewing the top ten remixes by 'most popular' creates a kind of domino effect where the ten on display there are continually voted for more often (just because they are there, easily accessible) than the thousands of others that lie in the 'random' button.&lt;br /&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Then of course, I'd need to add something to represent the outside of the site, because clearly influencing the number of votes something garners is its promotion on other websites, blogs, editorials, etc. These all have their own hierarchies. This is getting silly.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;If anything, this whole thing proves the futility of modelling events like this. What I just wanted to get at originally, which almost escapes me now, is that democratisation/diffusion of control is only ever ostensible; the producer's power is crystallised by being spun off into countless user iterations. And that sums up Web 2.0 and music's existence on it. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1981767341172316423?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1981767341172316423/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1981767341172316423' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1981767341172316423'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1981767341172316423'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/dont-get-any-big-ideas.html' title='don&apos;t get any big ideas'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fL1F3IUcIx4/SC6-9ESFVVI/AAAAAAAAADE/AffwLEXqPv8/s72-c/nude.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-438515540372648408</id><published>2008-05-13T22:43:00.005+10:00</published><updated>2008-05-13T23:11:32.844+10:00</updated><title type='text'>digital materiality</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;This whole notion of things being disembodied, de-textured, immaterial, etc. in the digital realm is obviously bullshit. Of course, &lt;a href="http://www.amazon.com/Materializing-New-Media-Embodiment-Information/dp/1584655585"&gt;others&lt;/a&gt; have already said this far more smartly than myself, but I'm just throwing this down here as a way of reminding myself of the fact when I start to hate mp3s. I'm not backing down from that position, because there's still a specific materiality to them against 'physically realised' music media, and they offer different kinds of potential, but it's worth just noting a few points:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;li&gt;The electronic versions of physical artefacts, digital originaries and information all have material characteristics intimately related to the hardware and the software of their creation, circulation and archival/preservation.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the case of digital 'versions' of the physical, there is an additional quasi-materiality that emerges from the recall of the physical 'original' - take the album cover image as it appears on later generation iPods, for instance.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;In the case of digital originaries (that is, those digital elements that have no physical correlate/model), they still retain their own materiality related to how they are interfaced and constituted.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Just to finish this off in a thoroughly aliterate way - let's think about the Zerg, one of three races the player can choose to play with in the madly awesome and wildly popular (esp. in South Korea) computer game &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Starcraft&lt;/span&gt;. These dudes are slimy, hive-minded insectoids that are kind of conceptual cousins to the invertebrate human-technologies of our man Cronenberg (think &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;eXistenZ&lt;/span&gt;). Playing as this race consists of its own unique bodily, affective matter - the player click interface is actually this disgusting kind of flesh-plate thing that wraps around the controls and map:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://marksman-gaming.info/media/images/reviews/sc/review_sc_005.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 488px; height: 365px;" src="http://marksman-gaming.info/media/images/reviews/sc/review_sc_005.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;I'm not going to nerd out much further, but if you've ever played this game just think about its material experience. With the Zerg too it is intimately tied to the sounds the little hatchlings make when they spawn into different species, the wordless growls and gutteral snarls that make up the call-responses of the characters when you click on them - sound itself is something that carries its own materiality and that, whilst of course shifting/mutating, ranges across the digital and the analogue.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stay tuned for a run-down on the psychic hauntology of the Protoss and the flesh-made-metal Futurist dream of the Terrans! (jk.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-438515540372648408?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/438515540372648408/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=438515540372648408' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/438515540372648408'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/438515540372648408'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/05/digital-materiality.html' title='digital materiality'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-5722139523883851661</id><published>2008-04-28T20:27:00.006+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:27:38.597+10:00</updated><title type='text'>rattling carriages</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Our (public transport) commute is primarily an affective sonic exchange/experience. &lt;/span&gt;When I sit on the train those times when I decide not to envelop myself in my headphones (let's not talk about this point itself, it's been exhausted), I realise the extent to which sound itself regulates, simulates, constitutes, reflects, the urban. The focus on the visual for what seems like an inordinate amount of time in urban studies neglects this, and at times it's as if (late) modernity itself were one big sound. (&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"The twentieth century is, among other things, the Age of Noise"&lt;/span&gt; - Aldous Huxley). The following is a short narrative of a train travel, and it is of course quite limited - there are many other sounds and events it fails to consider (rattling carriages, the silence between empty seats, the draft of Melbourne Central platforms, and that is to not even consider other modes of movement - think of the grinding paper noise of when those little green things stamp a date on your metcard on buses and trams, of the crunch of a tram wheel against its tracks, ...). But I digress - all aboard!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is the de-personalised paternal voice of the ubiquitious service announcer, omnipresent across all platforms and stops, "Good morning passengers, ...", that signals your entry into the womb of public transport, the &lt;a href="http://mappingmelbourne.blogspot.com/2007/08/city-loop-commuters-hades.html"&gt;"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://mappingmelbourne.blogspot.com/2007/08/city-loop-commuters-hades.html"&gt;claustrophobic commuter's Hades"&lt;/a&gt; of the city loop.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This place itself has a mode of hearing all of its own, borne of the compression (?) of the tunnel, when you are made aware of the actual sounds of the train itself, with nothing else like nature to interrupt. As a child I the city loop was futuristic, adventurous, slightly unsettling, too. I put that down to the particular play of light that came about in the carriage under darkness, it seemed like a flourescent cocoon. But now I realise it was as much that suffused, technological sound of the train itself that gave me this image.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Out to the suburbs, once past Flinders St or Southern Cross (which strangely fails miserably to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;sound &lt;/span&gt;like as if you are indeed in a whale's belly, and even though it looks as such, you could further say that it fails to &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;feel &lt;/span&gt;like that too, rather cold and drafty. Drafts are the scourge of internality), you are within an entirely different acoustic space. Here the train is given a chance to spray its acoustic field across the suburb-scape, and apart from what still feels/sounds somewhat sophisticated in the rise and fall of the train's speed-sound, the majority of hearings here are ones of frustration. The voice of the paternal (?) woman telling you that the next station is, the train is now arriving at, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Nondescript Suburban Stop&lt;/span&gt; - oftentimes malfunctioning so it comes out crackled and garbled through the ancient speakers, a disquieting interruption of noise into the smoothly oiled machine of transportation, the physicality of sound that sets off grumbles and snaps sleepers back to wakefulness. Be it from these speakers too, or a far more acoustmatic disturbance, the trip is often carried along with an excessively high-pitched and quiet ringing. You almost internalise it and take it with you into your work, school, home, shopping centre. Walking does not kill it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There is that point at which the train arrives at a stop, and in coming to a halt it lurches ever-so-slightly, leaning forward more than it logically should have and then agonisingly waiting a second or so before it falls back to where it should have been. This moment in the carriage is possibly the most nerve-racking experience of the entire trip, but 'nerve-racking' is probably not the right description - because you feel this in your being, for me it's in my back. And there is a distinct sound that accompanies this movement, subtle but also adding an extra layer of disturbance to the act. I never forget when the train fails to 'fall back' that tiny increment, and stays forward those few millimetres, milliseconds. This throws my entire day, my entire being, out of order.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And then there are those beeping doors, a sound more prominent on the older models where one must force the doors open manually (and it goes without saying that this can be compared to the new metallic box models and the rarely sighted Siemens Malfunction Master 3000s; each model is constitutive of an entirely unique sonic experience). There is something about the particular chime of this beep that has been uniquely engineered to give one the shits, but the frustration it registers itself speaks to something far more complex. Although I'm not sure what.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Maybe it's found in the wished-for automation of experience - travelling (hearing) on these trains makes one dream of a space in which nothing makes a sound, as it were, save maybe for a few slick, futuristic slides and increments. Not the crushing bodily malfunctions of these beeping doors, the broken announcing speakers. It's a wish to desert the body, which itself is a wish to desert &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;machines&lt;/span&gt;, those steam-punk monstrosities that populate our world, replacing them with a perfect virtuality. And yet to cherish (or at least to hear) these beeps, this noise, even though it is a sonic imposition on our affective state, is in a sense to reassert our humanity, our physical being.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-5722139523883851661?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5722139523883851661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=5722139523883851661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5722139523883851661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5722139523883851661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/rattling-carriages.html' title='rattling carriages'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1284990284947202479</id><published>2008-04-28T20:25:00.004+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-28T21:26:36.475+10:00</updated><title type='text'>writing</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Write with more feeling and creativity. Stop lifeless, formalist, instrumental engineer writing.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1284990284947202479?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1284990284947202479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1284990284947202479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1284990284947202479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1284990284947202479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/writing.html' title='writing'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-2750893103157449244</id><published>2008-04-14T21:13:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T21:15:33.997+10:00</updated><title type='text'>old ads</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;You know the kind; commercials that originally aired in the 90s or something and somehow are still being shown intermittently on networks, like legitimately.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What is happening here? There's a specific audience reaction to this fact, a moment of viewing that is rendered strange as we recognise the inevitable &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;history &lt;/span&gt;of our viewership, not as if totally suspended in the immediate present (which you'd think consumer culture would be at pains to maintain this 'ideology'? So why show old ads?).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Needs more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-2750893103157449244?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/2750893103157449244/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=2750893103157449244' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2750893103157449244'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/2750893103157449244'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-ads.html' title='old ads'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-8554684181278251</id><published>2008-04-14T00:32:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-14T00:40:10.049+10:00</updated><title type='text'>young people as media producers</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;I know the prosaic quality of many of these ramblings is stifling, but I must persist. It's only schematics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I suppose Jenkins is onto something with the whole participatory culture, but of course I still have marked reservations about the foundations of his arguments. Nevertheless, when I sit here and think about all my friends, myself, all I can think about is the fact that we likely &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;produce &lt;/span&gt;more media than almost we consume, in &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;real terms &lt;/span&gt;too (not in some 'the text is completed by the receiver' metaphoric mode). Social networks, bands, photos, videos, gig flyers, songs, journalism, blogs, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Taken from a long-range viewpoint, there is certainly a generational shift in the level (and nature, but that's the difficult part) of media production by 'everyday' actors. Its implications are huge, and I'm sure there's a bunch of stuff concerning and analysing all this, but I just thought for myself to get this main point down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Of course, yeah, it is structured by a particular media-historical moment. Namely one that tends towards production as consumption, niche markets, interactive/personalised digital technologies, a general will to self-direct, etc. All that needs taking into account in understanding this new complex, but the questions are also about its effects, not just causes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ah yes, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;creative industries &lt;/span&gt;- the whole QUT thing. But I'm specifically talking about dispered social actors here, not necessarily attached to particular 'industries' or corporate arrangements. It's more diffuse, more widespread. Knowledge economies. Yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well I've thoroughly made myself useless. But may as well put this up nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-8554684181278251?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/8554684181278251/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=8554684181278251' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8554684181278251'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/8554684181278251'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/young-people-as-media-producers.html' title='young people as media producers'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-1498581115441913242</id><published>2008-04-13T21:44:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-13T21:57:50.441+10:00</updated><title type='text'>social networking control</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A great chunk from Nealon's &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Foucault Beyond Foucault&lt;/span&gt;, thanks to &lt;a href="http://eventmechanics.net.au/?p=1059"&gt;event mechanics&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;... the intensification of biopower. In a world of cyber-work, e-commerce, distance education, virtual markets, home health care, and the perpetual retraining of flexibly specialized labor, the disciplinary world of partitioning and surveillance (the office, the school, the bank, the trading floor, the mall, the hospital, the factory) seems like it’s undergoing a wholesale transformation. As Deleuze argues, “We’re // definitely moving toward ‘control’ societies that are no longer exactly disciplinary. . . . We’re moving toward control societies that no longer operate [primarily] by confining people but through continuous control and instant communication. . . . In a control-based system, nothing’s left alone for long.” Deleuze further elaborates on the Foucaultian distinction between discipline and control: “In disciplinary societies, you were always starting all over again (as you went from school to barracks, from barracks to factory), while in control societies you never finish anything—business, training, and military service being coexisting metastable states of a single modulation, a sort of universal transmutation” of power. So, following the Foucaultian logic of power we’ve been developing here, as societies of control extend and intensify the tactics of discipline and biopower (by linking training and surveillance to evermore-minute realms of everyday life), they also give birth to a whole new form. And this emergence comes about through what Foucault calls a “swarming [l’essaimage] of disciplinary mechanisms,” through the intensification of discipline rather than its exhaustion or dissipation: “The massive, compact disciplines are broken down into flexible methods of control”. Panoptic disciplinary surveillance in the contemporary world of “control” has been taken to a new, even more disembodied and therefore efficient state; your Web browser, your DNA, your bank ATM card, your subway pass, or your credit report all suggest that you are tracked in ways that make the disciplinary or panoptic warehousing of bodily traces (like photographs, surveillance tapes, fingerprints, or blood types) seem positively quaint by comparison (67-68).&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Social networks. Facebook - the demand to update, picture &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;tagging&lt;/span&gt;, news feeds, 'less of' / 'more of', events, groups, markets... An infinite sorting and reunification, a "universal transmutation" that is carried out only by further atomisation and analysis of the individual's entire autobiography.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Addendum: And yet entirely social - it is a system of dividuals, a stand alone complex.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-1498581115441913242?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/1498581115441913242/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=1498581115441913242' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1498581115441913242'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/1498581115441913242'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/social-networking-control.html' title='social networking control'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6904506135410965324</id><published>2008-04-08T22:40:00.002+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:50:34.464+10:00</updated><title type='text'>the moment of truth</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;It is &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;striking &lt;/span&gt;just how lucid the social system can be sometimes - and these moments, particular in media, always interest me, when a particular text or object &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;performs &lt;/span&gt;or illuminates, as it were, it's very conditions of existence. In 'The Mass Ornament', Kracauer notes: "The surface-level expressions ... by virtue of their unconscious nature, provide unmediated access to the fundamental substance of the state of things ... The fundamental substance of an epoch and its unheeded impulse illuminate each other reciprocally". &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;From the ever-reliable Fox:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;On &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;The Moment of Truth&lt;/span&gt;, the challenge is simple -- answer 21 increasingly personal questions honestly, as determined by a polygraph, and win up to $500,000. This is the only game show where participants know both the questions and the answers before they begin to play. Prior to playing, participants are strapped to a lie detector and asked a series of questions by a polygraph expert, who records their answers. At any time, between the polygraph and the televised game, participants can change their answers or walk away from the competition. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;To w&lt;/span&gt;in $500,000 participants have to tell the truth. Of course, the questions are easier when the stakes are low – but as the prize amount increases, they will be challenged to fess up to matters they might normally lie about. The touchier questions could be especially revealing because participants reveal their answers in front of spouses, relatives and friends, hanging on every word. What deep dark secret will someone divulge for hundreds of thousands of dollars?"&lt;/p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Of course, the truth of this program is the very truth of capitalism itself: risk your disembodied self and others in escalating conditions of return, for the ultimate goal is in fact the means; money overcomes all. "This $100,000 will be a fresh start," says the husband of the contestant who has just discovered his partner is keeping a secret from him that could potentially ruin their marriage, in order of course to make that very money. Capitalism is thus a &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;disavowal&lt;/span&gt; of our selves, our relationships to others. Thanks Marx, but I've got Fox to tell me (and sell me) that now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6904506135410965324?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6904506135410965324/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6904506135410965324' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6904506135410965324'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6904506135410965324'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/moment-of-truth.html' title='the moment of truth'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-5279013202447897544</id><published>2008-04-08T21:38:00.003+10:00</published><updated>2008-04-08T22:37:26.425+10:00</updated><title type='text'>leisure networks</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;What follows is probably a way too obvious account of Village Roadshow's proposal to turn the Werribee Open Range Zoo into a theme park similar to that of Disney's Animal Kingdom, Florida. Illuminated by, of course, nothing other than Baudrillard's short essay, &lt;a href="http://www.egs.edu/faculty/baudrillard/baudrillard-disneyworld-company.html"&gt;'Disneyworld Company'&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Village will maintain a good deal of the animal attractions, even work it into the park's attractions (hippos in the waterslide pool?). "The idea would be simply to transform, &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;in situ&lt;/span&gt; ... transforming the [animals] into extras (figurants) in their own world, metamorphosed into identical figures, museumified, disneyfied" (Baudrillard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The $220m plan is one of now orthodox horizontal intergration - to penetrate hitherto non-media spaces &lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;and elements and reorient them as components of a pervasive electronic, interactive empire. "[Village]&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;, the precursor, the grand initiator of the imaginary as virtual reality, is now in the process of capturing all the real world to integrate it into its synthetic universe, in the form of a vast "reality show" where reality itself becomes a spectacle,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; where the real becomes a theme park" (Baudrillard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course, there has always been something terribly strange about acknowledging there exists a 'slice of Africa' (I'm almost sure that's how Zoos Victoria might describe it) smack-bang on the Geelong-Melbourne highway, in the dusty plains of Werribee (at least a correspondence there - both can be arid - and isn't that itself a very telling comment from me - le&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;t's shy away from deconstructing that, however). Considering this, the 'disneyfication' of the Zoo presents a kind of secondary absurdity, the hyperrealisation of the already-hyperreal. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;strong style="font-family: trebuchet ms; font-weight: normal;"&gt;"At Disney World&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; in Orlando, they are even building an identical replica of the Los Angeles Disneyland, as a sort of historical attraction to the second degree, a simulacrum to the second power" (Baudrillard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From entertainment, to educatio&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;n, and back again. "&lt;/span&gt;We are no longer alienated and passive spectators but interactive extras&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;; we are the meek lyophilized members of this huge "reality show" (Baudrillard).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intergration across media industries - horizontal - to penetrate hitherto non media, turning them into components of a pervasive electronic interactive empire.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From entertainment to education and back again.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-5279013202447897544?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5279013202447897544/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=5279013202447897544' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5279013202447897544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5279013202447897544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/leisure-networks.html' title='leisure networks'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-4721752399268988510</id><published>2008-04-04T02:22:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-04T02:26:50.922+11:00</updated><title type='text'>commercialising friendship</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Of course friendship has always operating in a social system of exchange, but it's quite disturbing to note just how literal this becomes on social networks. The primary goal on these things seems to be to monetise one's friend network and social status, no where better epitomised than this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;San Francisco startup Serious Business, founded by 23-year-old Alexander Le and 24-year-old Siqi Chen, believes that a new genre of games could be mined from tapping into social networks.&lt;br /&gt;In November, the duo created Friends for Sale, now one of Facebook’s most popular games with nearly 700,000 daily players. Users buy, sell and own their friends, as though their friends were pets or stocks. Owners can control their acquisitions, forcing them to do or say things, as well as sell them and turn a profit. Those being bought and sold are also part of the game, going up and down in value.&lt;/blockquote&gt;I remember watching some woman at work playing this thing, and it was simply creepy. How could you do this to a friend?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Whilst pundits often characterise social networks as (harmless, at least no more than offline) hang out spaces for youth, I'd suggest they might want to be a bit more critical of just what sort of social frame these sites provide/delimit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;blockquote&gt;&lt;/blockquote&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-4721752399268988510?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/4721752399268988510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=4721752399268988510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4721752399268988510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/4721752399268988510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/commercialising-friendship.html' title='commercialising friendship'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7012395094842451064</id><published>2008-04-03T03:00:00.001+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-03T03:01:23.556+11:00</updated><title type='text'>music boxes</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Someone should do a media archaelogy / material cultures / sound studies / etc. study of the music box. Has it been done already? Further elaboration of issues is required...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7012395094842451064?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7012395094842451064/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7012395094842451064' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7012395094842451064'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7012395094842451064'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/music-boxes.html' title='music boxes'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-3218107591425962792</id><published>2008-04-01T22:45:00.003+11:00</published><updated>2009-10-23T03:08:11.463+11:00</updated><title type='text'>old thoughts on the album</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Around a year ago, on Myspace, a young man offers some thoughts on the album which he now considers misguided...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial,Helvetica,sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;                                    &lt;p  class="MsoNormal" style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[...] This was my first time hearing Softlightes, and after seeing them I decided to buy the album to try recapture something of that night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;I have a pathological drive to buy albums. I'll buy one off the merit of a single song, or even a hazy recommendation from a friend or reputable-ish source (eg. Menomena was courtesy of Pitchfork). Some might say this is a waste of money, I disagree. In fact I cherish my inability to not buy albums.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is because the difference between buying an album and picking and choosing via mp3s, singles, radio and/or Myspace equates to a greater schism in how one views the practice of listening to music as a whole, even music itself. Before I explain, I'd like to qualify that I'm definitly not shitting on people who choose the latter modes of accessing music, the mere fact you're into it however it gets to you is good enough and I cannot possibly hate on anyone who enjoys music, in any style and any format. Having said that, I'd like to proceed to contradict this inclusive sentiment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The listener that prefers to pick and choose relates to music very much as yet another object in the endless array of commodities available to us. In this mode, music is viewed primarily in terms of "what can this do for me? How can I be entertained, made to dance, feel good, etc?" I remember reading an article somewhere that clearly articulated this point – in it the writer was arguing in favour of mp3 culture, as it ostensibly served the interests of the savvy and time-poor music listener. Something along the lines of "why should we fork out our hard-earned $30 for an album that only has one or two songs we like on it anyway, when we can download these for f-all?" Assuming that all the music-buying public felt exactly the same way, the writer then went on to proclaim the death of LP discs in favour of bands releasing only digital singles in response such demand.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From this one can gather a overwhelmingly consumerist approach to music – in fact at one point I remember the price of a track being mathematically calculated ($30 / 12 = …) – in which value for money is the overriding concern. Rather than willingly subject themselves to an artist's entire vision as contained within a single album, they are quite happy to pick at the surface, scratching only for a good beat, catchy hook, etc. Arguably this sort of thing has been gathering ever since the advent of recordable media – in fact, in its evolution a tendency towards fragmentation and 'you decide' can be traced. Vinyl records allowed users to manually skip over or choose a particular song; tapes also allowed this but much more clumsily (perhaps partly why I'm drawn to them); cds took it a step further with digital skipping and forwarding; mp3s completely divorce the song from a physical anchor and allow endless and effortless schizophrenic selection.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The listener who is willing to listen to, enjoy, an album in its entirety is far more involved in experience of music. Rather than moving the music themselves, they are subjecting themselves to manipulation by it. Allowing an entire album - often conceived by bands to act as a conceptual or musical narrative whole - to pass itself along their ears the cd buyer is taken by the music. Rather than simply being a matter of convenience, or a stopgap between home and uni on the train, they permit music to dictate their arrangements, in fact often passing up other experiences for it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm well aware that a cd buyer is, in the final analysis, still heavily embroiled in the evil empire that is the music business, seemingly a lot more so than mp3 listeners are. The album-buyer is in thrall, and at the mercy of, the market which provides the very material for listening. They rely totally on larger corporate structures and supply chains to find what they need. In fact, they often contribute more to the pockets of corporations than the artists they're obsessing over. Whereas the mp3 listener (I hesitate to say buyer, because, well… you all know file-sharing's illegal right?) is sticking it to The Man, bypassing corporations and going straight to the source (in media studies this is gayly called 'disintermediation'). Plus they're finding the music they want, man, the most obscure and interesting shit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This would seem to signal a contradiction – I'm arguing that cds are a more meaningful and worthwhile form of listening yet they're inextricable from the music business, traditionally seen as corruptor of music's purity and authenticity. I'm stuck in a 'top-down' relationship, dictated to by structures. Whereas mp3 listeners are going 'bottom-up' – accessing culture on their terms. Well, fuck it, I'd rather be in the clutches of the music business (which is coextensive with albums) than relate to music superficially, fleetingly and selfishly. Because whilst I may be profiting record companies more than I'd like to, I'm still perpetuating the development of artists and albums, and the structures that foster them, even if they sometimes constrain them as well. Mp3 listeners are possibly doing more harm than good, even if they are still paying for a few singles from iTunes their dismantling the prospect of musicians consolidating their development and having the opportunity of having more than simply three or four killer singles heard.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Because that's one of the best things about listening to cds – the discovery of tracks that would otherwise escape your attention. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;[...] &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;If I hadn't gone on a whim and bought Animal Collective &lt;i&gt;Feels&lt;/i&gt; because of the cool cover, I may never have heard &lt;i&gt;Purple Bottle&lt;/i&gt; or any other song from their back-catalogue which I have since delved into&lt;span style="font-size:10;"&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;So fuck approaching music as another 'dead object' (Thom Yorke's word for a commodity) existing only for my immediate gratification. In short, fuck mp3s. Hail being enraptured for 50 minutes, being overtaken by sound, even just finding another good song. In short, long live the album!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Issues:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Valorisation of the purity of old media&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Album as a facsimile for live experience&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Album as &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;art&lt;/span&gt;ifact vs. mp3 as commodity&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li  style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Wholeness vs. fragmentation&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Physical break instituted by mp3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style=";font-family:trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Rock vs. pop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-3218107591425962792?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/3218107591425962792/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=3218107591425962792' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3218107591425962792'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/3218107591425962792'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/old-thoughts-on-album.html' title='old thoughts on the album'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-5812101715779186217</id><published>2008-04-01T19:14:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T19:19:23.554+11:00</updated><title type='text'>blogics</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Preliminary sketchings on the rise of music blogging.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Is indie developing at a 'breakneck' pace? Or is this a logic of consumption simply masquerading as one of production? It accrues mass cultural capital via audience power on 'new' media (blogs, small print mags, social networks), with fans meticulously detailing the very minor movements forward in musical progress in the genre as a whole. A kind of snail genealogy of the genre. This in turn promotes a certain logic of musical consumption that is ceaseless and exponentially quickening, forcing the hand/ears of listeners to keep up. Blogs provide the means with which to do this, thereby completing the circle.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Blogs as the new 'A&amp;amp;R' - wtf is the value of employing promoters when audiences will do it for you for free (or least for advanced promo copies or files)? Never is there a 'disintermediation' in new media (in which the concatenation is defined "music" and "listener", a pure immediacy - cough cough bullshit). Instead, ever increasingly complex forms of reintermediation, often in a strange way via the very fulcrum of the audience itself. The blogger is ambivalently placed between producer and receiver, but that doesn't automatically reify her status as a kind of 'participatory culture' vanguard, but rather reinserts her into the power differential with a surface of democratic listening.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;(cont) Blogs and the 'two step flow' model - I remember being told early on in my communications studies that the 'two step flow' model originally devised by Lazarsfeld in the 40s - whilst offering the first break in 'mass' theories, moving toward a less deterministic 'communication' - was a crudely defined, far too basic theory. Yeah I suppose it is, but the example of music blogging at least (possibly socio-cultural aspects of web 2.0 in general) ask us to re-evaluate this theory, of course absorbed within a larger cultural model of communication but now with renewed prominence. Because as far as digital music (and really, that is 'music' full stop now) goes, the two step flow model is completely explanatory: opinion leaders (bloggers) mediate between the media and the wider audience (listeners, people who use rss feeders). 'Black Kids are great' says blogosphere - band blows up. Or then have I just intervened into my own theorisation there? Because they only thing blogger hype really substantiated in relation to these guys was more fucking hype - seeing them play a number of undeserved shows at industry showcases and then generally fizzling out. Is it that this promotional discourse only refracts(?) directly back into more promotion, rather than moving units? Figures would be good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;So what we've basically got is a new communicative process in which the imbalance between producer and receiver is only ostensibly corrected by fan chatter, rather reinscribed back into the system, even if at a more distributed, decentred level.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-5812101715779186217?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/5812101715779186217/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=5812101715779186217' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5812101715779186217'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/5812101715779186217'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/blogics.html' title='blogics'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-7441517490414814001</id><published>2008-04-01T18:11:00.002+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:30:35.415+11:00</updated><title type='text'>email archives</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;A national &lt;a href="http://www.abc.net.au/news/stories/2008/04/01/2204768.htm?section=entertainment"&gt;email archive&lt;/a&gt; has been announced, a kind of quotidian social record:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.gmail.com/"&gt;wholly unnecessary?&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;"Quite often the details of daily life are more revealing than the thoughts of a famous person" - governmentality, the everyday.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;bit-rot - it will be digitised and paperised.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;conversation vs. epistolary/business functions - recognition of these dualities between oral and print forms.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;spam as a cultural form.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;co-presented by Windows Live Hotmail (TM) - channel-providers as philanthropists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-7441517490414814001?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/7441517490414814001/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=7441517490414814001' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7441517490414814001'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/7441517490414814001'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/email-archives.html' title='email archives'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1269859820870261158.post-6663823339986207627</id><published>2008-04-01T17:53:00.005+11:00</published><updated>2008-04-01T18:11:48.350+11:00</updated><title type='text'>new economies</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"&gt;Social networks = sales pitches.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Multimedia CVs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crowdsourcing resourcing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1269859820870261158-6663823339986207627?l=conjunctureblog.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/feeds/6663823339986207627/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1269859820870261158&amp;postID=6663823339986207627' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6663823339986207627'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1269859820870261158/posts/default/6663823339986207627'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://conjunctureblog.blogspot.com/2008/04/new-economies.html' title='new economies'/><author><name>Lawson</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13813982109382940712</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
