<?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-6333367</id><updated>2011-04-22T04:35:28.624+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Deterritory</title><subtitle type='html'>Divergent descriptions on music, culture, politics, society, travel, philosophy, theory</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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>37</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-111378452766243000</id><published>2005-04-18T09:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2005-04-18T09:35:27.666+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Scare stories about terrorist threat blown away</title><summary type='text'>An interesting piece from the Irish Times on the WMD claims regarding Iraq and al Qaeda...Scare stories about terrorist threat blown awayEvidence prosecution lawyers tried to link to Afghanistan and al-Qaedain trials of terrorist suspects has been shown to be false.by Duncan Campbell04/15/05 "The Irish Times" - - Colin Powell does not need morehumiliation over the manifold errors in his February </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/111378452766243000'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/111378452766243000'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2005_04_01_archive.html#111378452766243000' title='Scare stories about terrorist threat blown away'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-109021232120845086</id><published>2004-07-19T13:40:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-07-19T13:45:21.206+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Korean Government Shuts Down Local Access to Blogspot</title><summary type='text'>Unfortunately, I won't be able update or add to this blog because the Korean government has shut down all access to Blogspot in the immediate term.  Apparently, one blogger posted a link to the video showing the beheading of Kim Sun-il.  Since Kim's tragic death, all IP addresses showing the video have been blocked by the Korean government.  This goes as well for the Information Clearinghouse </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/109021232120845086'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/109021232120845086'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_07_01_archive.html#109021232120845086' title='Korean Government Shuts Down Local Access to Blogspot'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108133094379935883</id><published>2004-04-07T18:41:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-05-10T10:28:55.783+09:00</updated><title type='text'>THE ARCHIVE OF FORGETTING</title><summary type='text'>The disaster ruins everything,  all the while leaving everything intact.  It does not touch anyone in particular; “I” am not threatened by it, but spared, left aside.  It is in this way that I am threatened; it is in this way that the disaster threatens in me that which is exterior to me—an other than I who passively become other—Maurice BlanchotPerhaps few other countries can magnify the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108133094379935883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108133094379935883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_04_01_archive.html#108133094379935883' title='THE ARCHIVE OF FORGETTING'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004804858529379</id><published>2004-03-23T22:18:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:24:14.653+09:00</updated><title type='text'>HETEROLOGICAL AESTHETICS:  THE TRANSGRESSIVE CHOREOGRAPHY OF GEORGES BATAILLE
</title><summary type='text'>I offer this glimpse of some of my intellectual history to the blog for extended and hopefully interested perusal.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004804858529379'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004804858529379'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004804858529379' title='HETEROLOGICAL AESTHETICS:  THE TRANSGRESSIVE CHOREOGRAPHY OF GEORGES BATAILLE&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004791212935047</id><published>2004-03-23T22:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:21:58.233+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
</title><summary type='text'>	I wish to thank my committee for its diligence in helping me to complete this project.  I owe Dr. Paul Trembath a great deal for his numerous discussions with me on aesthetics, politics and poststructuralism, particularly his frequent accessibility outside of class.  I am grateful to Dr. SueEllen Campbell for perhaps unwittingly reawakening my interest in Georges Bataille in a course on the </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004791212935047'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004791212935047'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004791212935047' title='ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004779541303450</id><published>2004-03-23T22:15:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:20:01.543+09:00</updated><title type='text'>ABSTRACT
</title><summary type='text'>	HETEROLOGICAL AESTHETICS: 	THE TRANSGRESSIVE CHOREOGRAPHY OF GEORGES BATAILLE	This essay is an attempt to read the writings of George Bataille with and against such contemporaries as Pierre Klosssowski and Maurice Blanchot and significant poststructuralists, such as Gilles Deleuze, Julia Kristeva, and Michel Foucault.  The applicability of Bataille's thought to recent cultural and literary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004779541303450'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004779541303450'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004779541303450' title='ABSTRACT&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004770581356539</id><published>2004-03-23T22:14:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:18:31.966+09:00</updated><title type='text'>LIST OF ABBREVIATIONS
</title><summary type='text'>For the sake of brevity and convenience, the frequently cited sources below have been abbreviated as follows.CC--Deleuze, Coldness and CrueltyCS--Hollier, ed. The College of SociologyE--Bataille, ErotismHL--Acker, Hannibal Lector, My FatherIC--Blanchot, Infinite ConversationLE--Bataille, Literature and EvilMM--Bataille, My MotherMMD--Acker, My Mother: DemonologyPT--Foucault, "Preface to</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004770581356539'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004770581356539'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004770581356539' title='LIST OF ABBREVIATIONS&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004757324886606</id><published>2004-03-23T22:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:16:19.436+09:00</updated><title type='text'>INTRODUCTION: THE MEANING OF THE ABHORRENT
</title><summary type='text'>		One thinks a lot when afraid.  And even more when one is afraid of being afraid.  And even more when one is afraid of what one thinks.  Afraid to think.  Afraid of the thought--Denis Hollier		The human spirit is dominated by a demand that makes bliss intolerable--Georges Bataille	This essay has its origin in a photograph and an accompanying text, certain to puzzle the person reading or </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004757324886606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004757324886606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004757324886606' title='INTRODUCTION: THE MEANING OF THE ABHORRENT&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004744764477012</id><published>2004-03-23T22:09:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:14:13.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAPTER ONE:  THE MALEFIC ASPECT OF THE SACRED:  ABJECTION AND HETEROLOGY</title><summary type='text'>		While they always relate to corporeal orifices as to so many landmarks parceling-constituting the body's territory, polluting objects fall, schematically, into two types:  excremental and menstrual.  Neither tears nor sperm, for instance, although they belong to borders of the body, have any polluting value--Julia Kristeva		The act of exclusion has the same meaning as social or divine </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004744764477012'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004744764477012'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004744764477012' title='CHAPTER ONE:  THE MALEFIC ASPECT OF THE SACRED:  ABJECTION AND HETEROLOGY'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004730390294467</id><published>2004-03-23T22:06:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:11:50.186+09:00</updated><title type='text'>CHAPTER II:  THE AESTHETICS OF REPUGNANCE:  A PORNOLOGY OF MASOCHISTIC FICTIONS
</title><summary type='text'>			Between the normal man who confines the sadistic man to an impasse and the sadistic man who makes this impasse a way out, it is the latter who knows more about the truth and logic of his situation and whose knowledge of it is deeper, to the point of being able to help the normal man to understand himself, by helping him to change the conditions of all understanding--Maurice Blanchot			If we </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004730390294467'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004730390294467'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004730390294467' title='CHAPTER II:  THE AESTHETICS OF REPUGNANCE:  A PORNOLOGY OF MASOCHISTIC FICTIONS&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004716915490543</id><published>2004-03-23T22:04:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:09:35.420+09:00</updated><title type='text'>CONCLUSION:  THE AGITATED SENSE OF SOVEREIGNTY
</title><summary type='text'>		With Sade...private vice constitutes an anticipatory chronicle of the public virtues of the totalitarian era.  Not to have glossed over or suppressed but to have trumpeted far and wide the impossibility of deriving from reason any fundamental argument against murder ignited the hatred which progressives to this day direct against Sade and Nietzsche....Inasmuch as their merciless doctrines </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004716915490543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004716915490543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004716915490543' title='CONCLUSION:  THE AGITATED SENSE OF SOVEREIGNTY&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-108004699769841288</id><published>2004-03-23T22:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-23T22:06:43.996+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Works Consulted</title><summary type='text'>Acker, Kathy. Hannibal Lector, My Father. New York: 			Semiotext(e), 	1991.Acker, Kathy. My Mother: Demonology. New York: Pantheon, 	1993.Agamben, Giorgio. The Coming Community. Trans. Michael Hardt. Minneapolis: U of Minnesota P, 1993.Bakhtin, Mikhail. Rabelais and His World. Trans. Helene 	Iswolsky. Cambridge, MA: MIT, 1968.Barthes, Roland. Critical Essays. Trans. Richard Howard. 	</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004699769841288'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/108004699769841288'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#108004699769841288' title='Works Consulted'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107827677758932810</id><published>2004-03-03T10:16:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-03-03T10:22:35.623+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Haiti as Target Practic</title><summary type='text'>Interesting article in today's Counterpunch providing a back drop to current Haitian crisis and some badly needed historical perspective.  Heather Williams is the author, and her basic argument is that with the press not probing the US' undermining of Aristide, the Bush administration will now likely set its sights on Cuba.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107827677758932810'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107827677758932810'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_03_01_archive.html#107827677758932810' title='Haiti as Target Practic'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107758967151568121</id><published>2004-02-24T10:51:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-24T11:30:38.450+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Expensive Shit:  Peter Shapiro on Fela Kuti</title><summary type='text'>I was thumbing throught the August Wire last evening and read the Fela primer, which I had forgotten to read earlier.  Found these choice sentences by the writer Peter Shapiro:"The sad fact is that, more than his music, Fela himself makes for the kind of pitch that magazine editors salivate over:  a guy with 27 wives who wears nothing but underpants and smokes joints the size of your forearm </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107758967151568121'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107758967151568121'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107758967151568121' title='Expensive Shit:  Peter Shapiro on Fela Kuti'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107751054354320828</id><published>2004-02-23T13:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-23T13:31:49.310+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Cultural Cold War</title><summary type='text'>Our musician friend Joe has passed on to me a couple of useful links about the CIA's involvement in the promotion of abstract art during the cold war.  The first review by James Petras concerns the first of two books by Frances Stonor Saunders on this subject, and it's the one I like best.  The second by Alan Johnson is also interesting.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107751054354320828'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107751054354320828'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107751054354320828' title='Cultural Cold War'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107629777923212085</id><published>2004-02-09T12:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T12:38:45.576+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Exploitation is the price of cheaper food, says Oxfam</title><summary type='text'>Cahal Milmo09 February 2004        Global retailers, including British supermarkets are, systematically inflicting poor working conditions on millions of women workers to conduct price wars and feed ever-rising consumer expectations of cheap produce, Oxfam said yesterday.A study of employment conditions in 12 countries which supply items from jeans to gerberas to international brands</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629777923212085'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629777923212085'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629777923212085' title='Exploitation is the price of cheaper food, says Oxfam'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107629588901989048</id><published>2004-02-09T12:00:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T12:07:15.623+09:00</updated><title type='text'>* How women are lured into South Korea's flesh trade 
 * How top U.S. commanders turn a blind eye even as troops are the racket's best customers </title><summary type='text'>Sex slaves"This is terrorism of the most base type."--Reydeluz D. Conferido Indeed.</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629588901989048'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629588901989048'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629588901989048' title='* How women are lured into South Korea&apos;s flesh trade &#xD;&#xA; * How top U.S. commanders turn a blind eye even as troops are the racket&apos;s best customers '/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107629350513254038</id><published>2004-02-09T11:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:27:31.496+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Life and Death in Queer Korea</title><summary type='text'>Gender Traitors </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629350513254038'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629350513254038'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629350513254038' title='Life and Death in Queer Korea'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107629244131606292</id><published>2004-02-09T10:34:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T11:09:47.856+09:00</updated><title type='text'>US Soldier: "Sometimes it is a soldier’s duty to tell the truth, no matter what": US Army high level commander on why he has chosen to speak out 
</title><summary type='text'>By Jay Shaft Feb  6, 2004, 09:53 "Sometimes you have to weigh your duty to your government, and the duty to your fellow soldiers to protect them and keep them safe. I feel the duty to my fellow soldier out weighs any loyalty to my government. I do not see this as treason or betraying my command, especially in light of how badly the government has betrayed our troops at every level. I feel it </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629244131606292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629244131606292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629244131606292' title='US Soldier: &quot;Sometimes it is a soldier’s duty to tell the truth, no matter what&quot;: US Army high level commander on why he has chosen to speak out &#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107629041896387099</id><published>2004-02-09T10:32:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-09T10:36:05.200+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Other Korea
</title><summary type='text'> Ulsan, South Korea By Eileen Meehan        Perfect bodies - diamante-trimmed thongs - contortionist-like moves. This was the initial visual picture that my mind generated when I heard about the 7 Club in Korea - a Russian strip club.  Strip clubs are very popular all over Korea due to the closeness of South Korea to other countries and the dream for Russian girls to make a year's salary in a</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.bootsnall.com/travelstories/asia/jul03skorea.shtml' title='The Other Korea&#xD;&#xA;'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629041896387099'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107629041896387099'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107629041896387099' title='The Other Korea&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107620478763465484</id><published>2004-02-08T10:45:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-02-08T10:48:52.373+09:00</updated><title type='text'>McNamara:            the Sequel
</title><summary type='text'>By ALEXANDER            COCKBURN         Apparently            to McNamara's mortification, Errol Morris, whose film The Fog of War            I recently discussed here, passes over his subject's thirteen-year stint            running the World Bank, whither he was dispatched by LBJ, Medal of Freedom            in hand.        McNamara            brandishes his bank years as his moral </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107620478763465484'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107620478763465484'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_02_01_archive.html#107620478763465484' title='McNamara:            the Sequel&#xD;&#xA;'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107498934100864455</id><published>2004-01-25T09:07:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-25T09:19:34.530+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Morris on McNamara</title><summary type='text'>CockburnThe Fog of Cop-Out        Robert            McNamara 10, Errol Morris 0        By ALEXANDER            COCKBURN         My            dear friend and late Nation colleague Andrew Kopkind liked to tell how,            skiing in Aspen at the height of the Vietnam War, he came round a bend            and saw another skier, Defense Secretary Robert McNamara, alone near</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107498934100864455'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107498934100864455'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107498934100864455' title='Morris on McNamara'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107491943004674452</id><published>2004-01-24T13:35:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T13:45:54.263+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Predations of Appetite</title><summary type='text'>Toward an Ethics of Curbing an AppetiteThe Girls Next Door By PETER LANDESMAN   Published: January 25, 2004The house at 1212 1/2 West Front Street in Plainfield, N.J., is a conventional midcentury home with slate-gray siding, white trim and Victorian lines. When I stood in front of it on a breezy day in October, I could hear the cries of children from the playground of an elementary </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107491943004674452'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107491943004674452'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491943004674452' title='The Predations of Appetite'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107491108814336980</id><published>2004-01-24T11:22:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-24T11:26:52.450+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Agamben's Refusal</title><summary type='text'>Agamben's solidarity with those who are to be fingerprinted in the US</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.counterpunch.org/schaeffer01232004.html' title='Agamben&apos;s Refusal'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107491108814336980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107491108814336980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107491108814336980' title='Agamben&apos;s Refusal'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107472880522935230</id><published>2004-01-22T08:44:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-22T08:48:46.326+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Kristof Learns</title><summary type='text'>The most apropos comment: "But the scene that unfolded next underscored the  moral complexity of a  world in which some girls are ambivalent about being rescued and not all brothel owners are monsters."----------Bargaining for FreedomBy NICHOLAS D. KRISTOF  Published: January 21, 2004POIPET, Cambodia — Srey Neth and Srey Mom were stunned when I proposed buying their freedom from their </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.nytimes.com/2004/01/21/opinion/21KRIS.html' title='Kristof Learns'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107472880522935230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107472880522935230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107472880522935230' title='Kristof Learns'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107435643204897350</id><published>2004-01-18T01:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-18T13:12:39.543+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Globalized Narco-trafficking of the Body</title><summary type='text'>This just in from the NY Times editorial writer, Nicholas Kristof:Girls for SaleBy NICHOLAS D. KRISTOF        POIPET, Cambodia One thinks of slavery as an evil confined to musty sepia photographs. But there are 21st-century versions of slaves as well, girls like Srey Neth. I met Srey Neth, a lovely, giggly wisp of a teenager, here in the wild smuggling town of Poipet in northwestern </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107435643204897350'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107435643204897350'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107435643204897350' title='The Globalized Narco-trafficking of the Body'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107431659796969313</id><published>2004-01-17T14:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-17T17:46:26.340+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Muslimgauze Tribute:  The Fifth Anniversary of the Death of Bryn Jones</title><summary type='text'>January 14, 2004 marked the fifth anniversary of the death of Bryn Jones, prolific ethno-electronic musician Muslimgauze.  A tribute at WSIA, College of Staten Island, can be found here:http://transilvanianhunger.org/muslimgauze.oggInformation on converting ogg files can be found here:http://www.vorbis.com/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107431659796969313'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107431659796969313'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107431659796969313' title='Muslimgauze Tribute:  The Fifth Anniversary of the Death of Bryn Jones'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107422828289971648</id><published>2004-01-16T13:43:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T13:46:36.280+09:00</updated><title type='text'>WHRB Orgies</title><summary type='text'>Currently at WHRB, Harvard's radio station and online at http://www.whrb.org is a twenty two hour "orgy" of the Erstwhile catalogue.  Great to hear this stuff here and supposedly will be archived.</summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.whrb.org' title='WHRB Orgies'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422828289971648'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422828289971648'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422828289971648' title='WHRB Orgies'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107422800501786501</id><published>2004-01-16T13:38:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T13:44:24.076+09:00</updated><title type='text'>CLICKY AESTHETICS:  DELEUZE, HEADPHONICS, AND THE MINIMALIST ASSEMBLAGE OF “ABERRATIONS”</title><summary type='text'>The following essay appeared in 2002 in the political theory journal Strategies.  The issue dealt with the work of Gilles Deleuze:I.  PreliminariesIn the fields of cutting edge electronica, it has become quite fashionable to invoke the name of Gilles Deleuze.    Displaced former philosophy students find a home spinning records and programming beats in underground night clubs, creating “sound </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.tandf.co.uk/journals' title='CLICKY AESTHETICS:  DELEUZE, HEADPHONICS, AND THE MINIMALIST ASSEMBLAGE OF “ABERRATIONS”'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422800501786501'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422800501786501'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422800501786501' title='CLICKY AESTHETICS:  DELEUZE, HEADPHONICS, AND THE MINIMALIST ASSEMBLAGE OF “ABERRATIONS”'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107422538382671336</id><published>2004-01-16T12:52:00.004+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T13:37:13.576+09:00</updated><title type='text'>The Pariahs of Sound: On the Post-Duchampian Aesthetics of Electro-acoustic Improv</title><summary type='text'>Contemporary Music Review, 2003, VOL. 22, No. 3, 1–11Contemporary Music ReviewISSN 0749-4467 print/ISSN 1477-2256 online © 2003 Taylor &amp; Francis Ltdhttp://www.tandf.co.uk/journalsThe Pariahs of Sound: On the Post-DuchampianAesthetics of Electro-acoustic ImprovWilliam L. AshlineIn a recent reported conversation, Keith Rowe, renowned tabletop guitarist withthe improvisational group AMM </summary><link rel='related' href='http://www.tandf.co.uk/journals' title='The Pariahs of Sound: On the Post-Duchampian Aesthetics of Electro-acoustic Improv'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422538382671336'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422538382671336'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422538382671336' title='The Pariahs of Sound: On the Post-Duchampian Aesthetics of Electro-acoustic Improv'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107422511786249079</id><published>2004-01-16T12:48:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T12:53:51.716+09:00</updated><title type='text'>AMPLIFY 2002—TOKYO</title><summary type='text'>This is a brief essay accompanying the Amplify box released on Erstwhile records:What strikes one initially about the Amplify 2002 Festival at Star Pine’s Inn in Kichijoji, Tokyo, is the seemingly impossible incongruity between the title of the festival and its first program, the quartet of Otomo Yoshihide, Tetuzi Akiyama, Taku Sugimoto, and Toshimaru Nakamura, all on acoustic guitar.  It is a </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422511786249079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422511786249079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422511786249079' title='AMPLIFY 2002—TOKYO'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107422044603178396</id><published>2004-01-16T11:31:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T11:37:29.076+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Whitey on the Moon</title><summary type='text'>Whitey on the MoonBy GIL-SCOTT HERONA rat done       bit my sister Nell with Whitey on the moon.       Her face and arms began to swell and Whitey's on the moon.       I can't pay no doctor bills but Whitey's on the moon.       Ten years from now I'll be payin' still while Whitey's on the       moon.       The man just upped my rent last night cuz Whitey's on the moon.       No hot </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422044603178396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107422044603178396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107422044603178396' title='Whitey on the Moon'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107420256096512896</id><published>2004-01-16T06:33:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-16T06:37:53.873+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's a link to an earlier article I wrote for Strategies.  It's not available on the site, but I have a zillion offprints sitting around.  If you are interested, write me (williamashline@yonsei.ac.kr)		Strategies Essay</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107420256096512896'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107420256096512896'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420256096512896' title=''/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107420111307831042</id><published>2004-01-16T06:09:00.001+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-19T23:06:15.793+09:00</updated><title type='text'>Essay on Music:  THE RECOMBINANT FRONTIER OF A NON-REPETITIVE LOOP:THE WRAITHLIKE DELIGHTS OF KIM SEOK-CHUL</title><summary type='text'>Here's a brief essay I recently put together for Seoul National University's Literary Notebook:My initiation to “gook-ak” or Korean traditional music had come much earlier with New York producer Bill Laswell’s SXL project, a multinational contingent that matched Kim Duk-soo’s Samulnori with African percussionist Aiyb Dieng and Indian violinist Shankar, and which made several tours in Japan in </summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107420111307831042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107420111307831042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107420111307831042' title='Essay on Music:  THE RECOMBINANT FRONTIER OF A NON-REPETITIVE LOOP:THE WRAITHLIKE DELIGHTS OF KIM SEOK-CHUL'/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107415446934765280</id><published>2004-01-15T17:13:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T19:12:14.513+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Alex Cockburn's article on O'Neill's outing of BushCockburn</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415446934765280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415446934765280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107415446934765280' title=''/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107415433985088853</id><published>2004-01-15T17:11:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T17:14:12.390+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>New reports on the Independent today.  One on the problem of kidnapping for ransome in Iraq:http://news.independent.co.uk/world/middle_east/story.jsp?story=481314The second is on police brutality in Germany:http://news.independent.co.uk/europe/story.jsp?story=481319</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415433985088853'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415433985088853'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107415433985088853' title=''/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6333367.post-107415407543895881</id><published>2004-01-15T17:02:00.000+09:00</published><updated>2004-01-15T17:09:48.013+09:00</updated><title type='text'></title><summary type='text'>Here's my list of music favorites for 2003: 1. Various Artists, Amplify Box Set—Amplify 2002, Tokyo, Erstwhile The Nakamura/Muller recording tint on disc 2 was the best thing I heard all year.  Also recommended:  Seven Guitars, Cardew’s Treatise, pp. 82-84, disc 7 and the improv sets by Otomo Yoshihide/Gunter Muller, Cosmos, and the Keith Rowe/Marcus Schmickler/Thomas Lehn.2. Oren Ambarchi/</summary><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415407543895881'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/6333367/posts/default/107415407543895881'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://deterritory.blogspot.com/2004_01_01_archive.html#107415407543895881' title=''/><author><name>William</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/18343499369008847805</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></entry></feed>
