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Elvis was actually kind of a goofball. Listen to him crack himself up here.
hee hee. hair.
In case I didn't post this before, this is a new favourite photo of Seoul: it was published in the Korea Herald, and it's just fantastically beautiful.
This is the temple right across from COEX Mall/Convention center, a surprisingly quiet temple, given that it's across the street from Asia's largest underground mall.
On Friday I came across Boshingak right at noon, and they had their daily noon bell-ringing ceremony; for hundreds of years, they rang the bell here to mark the opening and closing of the daily market; the rang it on New Year's as well (as I wrote about here).
(more photos of Boshingak like the one above here)
Usually the gate's closed to the public, but at noon, four days a week, they open it up, set out the ceremonial guards, and do the traditional ceremony. You can walk in, and up, and see them ring the bell.
I'd never been before, though I've heard the bell toll at twelve: dear readers, it RESONATES! Several blocks away, through a few layers of buildings, I still felt that tone right in my guttiwuts. Figured I'd get a close up look at it, given the chance.
We marched up the line of guards you see here:
And onto the second floor, where the bell hangs. This stinker is HUGE, boys! YUUUUGE! Somewhere between four and five meters tall!
There were people in traditional Korean outfits standing around. . . I didn't find out what their roles or functions were.
The light was low, so it was hard to get clear pictures. This was one of the flowers engraved on the bell -- the bell was engraved all around, quite nicely.This guy looks like a guard: the fact he's holding a weapon gives him away, not like the other guys in red and green.
As always, the detail work in the gate was amazing: I love the colourful care given to every square inch of these Korean heritage buildings. Again, the lotus flower motif: lotus flowers are an important image in Buddhist traditions.When the ringer-thingy is INSIDE the bell, it's called a tongue, but I can't find what it's called when it's on the outside like this. The bolt? Dunno. Anybody out there know?
Anyway, they let some ordinary, not-dressed-in-hanbok people help the badass imperial guard guy ring the bell. But (see above) they had to wear white gloves, the way I used to do when I worked in the museum.Boy that bronze beast was noisy!
As always, there were people there with camera phones to record the event.
oh yeah.
As always, there were other people with cameraphones to record the event, too.
(ever heard this one:
Did you hear about the guy who held up a Korean tour bus? He stole all their travellers' checks!
Fortunately, police have 8000 photos to help them identify the suspect.)
Check out that badass costume, man.
Rarr! Ring that bell!
And line up for the group photo, after.
It was cool going in there and seeing the insides of the gate I walk past just about every day of my life. Glad I finally got that off my "things to do while I live in Jongno" bucket list.
This is Wood & Brick, the maker of the olive ciabatta I swooned over in an earlier post.
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Ella Fitzgerald - Mack the Knife, Live
my favourite word gum-up ever. Listen to the words. Howlingly funny. Might be her best performance of the song!
There's a place in Insadong where they make a special candy out of pulled sugar. They have an entire explanation/routine worked out involving chants, echoes and hups and shouts in unison or quick succession that's actually quite a ritual, entertaining and charming to watch--makes me think of some kind of litany or lullaby or something, and behind/above the little stand there's a tree
That is, from time to time, absolutely loaded with little birds raising up a holy racket and flitting from this tree. . .To this tree
All the noisy day long.
When it rains in Korea, everybody but everybody brings an umbrella -- even for just a little.
It creates interesting brolly landscapes like this
And this.
So many people, not a single face.
Near the entrance to Ssamzie Square (a very interesting new artistic shopping center that's a great new design, but has nothing to do with any kind of traditional Korean architecture I know of. . . except the presence of walls), you can see a little street-food stand that serves up a new favourite confection.
The stand looks like this.
It's a bit of sweet black bean paste mixed with batter and cooked on a hot, imprinted surface.
You get seven for a thousand won, and these ones are thinner, and thus crisper, than the ones I've gotten in other places, where they're too thick and battery. (The still-wet batter in the middle scorches your tongue at those places, but not here.)
The coolest thing is, the people who run the little stand are, as far as I can gather, deaf. All their serving and communication is done with gesture, and they're very nice.
And it's my favourite. The cinnamon-filled, oil-baked heott-ddeok you can get up the way is famouser, and often has a line wrapped right around the stand of people waiting to buy some (in the winter, no less) and it's really good, too, but I just kind of like these people. They make me smile.
Wednesday, March 26, 2008
Tuesday, March 25, 2008
Thanks, Harry Connick Jr.
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Harry Connick Jr.: It Had To Be You
So a few months ago, I started seeing this poster, advertising a concert for "Harry Connick Jr." -- now, while I DO enjoy it, and even prefer it for swing dancing, jazz/pop/big band isn't usually my very, tippy-top FIRST choice of musical styles (that honour would have to go to singer/songwriter; thanks, Nick Drake, Tom Waits and Micah P. Hinson); however, from what I know of Girlfriendoseyo, and from what I know of Harry Connick Jr., I had a feeling they might like each other, and considering he built his reputation in New Orleans, the birthplace of Jazz and all, and held his own opposite Sandra Bullock in the movie Hope Floats, I also had a feeling he'd have the charisma to put on a tootin' good show.
So the next time I was with Girlfriendoseyo, and we saw a sign for old Harry's show, I pointed it out to her. "Hey. This is an artist I like; I bet we'd really enjoy seeing his show together." (Sure, I should have tried harder to get tickets to see Bjork, too, but I just dropped the ball on that one. Still waiting for Radiohead to show up here; I'd skip a day of work to see THEM play.)
One of the first dates I went on with girlfriendoseyo was to see one of her favourite Korean pop singers, Kim Geon Mo, a beloved singalong popstar with a goofy grin and a really charming way of working a crowd -- between songs he had the whole Sejong Art Centre in stitches. The joy of live music is such a wonderful thing -- being part of a crowd, enjoying the same performance somehow connects people, and I feel like masks drop.
The band Wolf Parade
Even when I went to see Arcade Fire and Wolf Parade, two indie-ish bands whose fans pride themselves on "Knowing more about music than YOU do," in Vancouver, a city with underground hipster-pride to rival Portland, Seattle, or Greenwich Village, where people say stuff like "I liked The Saber-Toothed Misanthrope BEFORE she sold out and made a CD," and where I saw a girl walking around in a tizzy of self-consciousness, trying to justify her presence at an INDIE ROCK SHOW by pointing at her shirt and saying, "I've got cred! I'm wearing an ironic T-Shirt!"
Yes, even at THAT show, once the bands started flying, there were a few moments where all (well, most) of those music snobs dropped their cooler-than-thou guards and actually shared something.
Eight months later, they might see each other in a record shop (vinyl, of course, NEVER *gasp* CD's), and realize, "Hey. I was at Arcade Fire and Wolf Parade, too." And instead of saying something viciously critical of the show, they might just let their guard drop, meet eyes, and say, "cool. Me too."
Ironic t-shirts. For the emo in all of us.
At the Kim Geon Mo show, I saw something similar, some kind of communal joy, in Girlfriendoseyo's face as she sang along, off-key to the greatest hits and swayed her arms over her head, side to side for slow songs and forward and backward for fast songs (like everyone else in the crowd waving their goofy glow-sticks). It was charming, joyful, and sweet, even though I understand about 5% of the words being sung or spoken.
Kim Geon Mo's goofy smile.
So hell, yeah. I wanted to see a live show with Girlfriendoseyo! After a hiccup during planning: I had a brainfart, and rescheduled my last class for the Thursday BEFORE the actual show, and then had to make up classes THAT day AND the actual day of the concert, we went to see Harry Connick Jr. at the Seoul Art Center.
The man did not disappoint. He showed up with a full big band, and family in tow; the drummer was cooking, in all the right ways, and gave even a slow marching piece a kind of rhythmic drive. The band was tight as a pop-star tank top, and old Harry varied the pace, switched from big to small arrangements, and alternated between voice and piano as he ran the show.
He brought his daughters on stage and they talked about how much they enjoyed wandering around the Namdaemun market, and he made a funny face and groaned, "I wish somebody'd told me it's BAD to eat TOO much Kimchi." (Next time, if he and his family needs a guide around downtown Seoul, I'm in. Just get in touch with me on the comment board, Mr. C!) He said Korean women are beautiful, thanked the crowd for its warm welcome, riffed on how much he enjoys the Korean phrase for "thank you" (Kamsa'amnida), and by the time he sang a few lines from the Korean folk-song Arirang (which I've talked about here before), he had everyone in the palm of his hand.
His song selection was a tribute to his hometown, songs about New Orleans, written by New Orleaners, or (in one case) played in the New Orleans Jazz style. The sweetness and warmth of the man singing about his beleaguered hometown (sorry 'bout Katrina, eh?) was touching, and that emotion (in Korean it's called Han -- the melancholy wishing for a home to which we can never truly return) is one that's deeply embedded in Korean traditional art, so it's no surprise he connected with the crowd.
Between his daughters sailing across the stage on wheelies (shoes with wheels in the bottom) and cheering, "Go Korea!", and one of Harry's old buddies, who came out and wowed everyone with a trombone solo, and joked around with him on-stage for the rest of the show, even when he wasn't playing, the whole show had a feeling of a happy dude hanging out with his good friends, and when he danced as the big band carried the groove, he kept the crowd either swaying or laughing (the butt-shaking dance was goofy, but totally hilarious). By the climax of the show, and the encores, people were spontaneously standing up and dancing or swaying to the music, which is pretty surprising in Korea, where crowds are generally quite shy, even for local acts, and his ovation was wild. Harry himself was overwhelmed by the size of the crowd (he packed the place out, which he hadn't done at other venues on the Asian leg of his tour), and he was overwhelmed again when, by show of hands, the crowd revealed itself to be predominantly Korean (unlike in China, where most of the audience were North American expats, revealing that his local fan-base in China was still small).
(his daughters wore shoes like this)
Yes We Can Can - he sang this one at the show.
Girlfriendoseyo was beaming all through the last third of the show, and she was definitely charmed by Connick's fine, funny showmanship. It was great for me, too -- some musical styles are better on CD than live (things like mellow house, DIY indie rock (do it yourself can sometimes be pretty rough live), math rock or certain kinds of electronica where the layers and textures are the main point of the music, arguably classical) most musical styles are better live than in recording (rock, pop, songwriter stuff, arguably classical) by a reasonable margin, but big band and jazz in general is certainly right up there with the blues as musical styles where the live experience FAR FAR outstrips the recording -- enough so that I might even be inclined to argue you're wasting your time buying the CD. Girlfriendoseyo's been having a hella tough month with a handful of different kinds of stress flying at her all at once, but the show really got her mind off all the yucky stuff for an evening, and she told me she was so excited about Connick's performance that back at home, she put on one of the jazz CDs I gave her and danced around her apartment to it, imitating Junior's stylings.
That made me grin: she's almost ready for me to take her swing dancing!
So anyway, thanks a lot, Harry Connick Jr., for putting on a fantastic show, for giving your best and making my and my girlfriend's week; you made a new fan, and secured another one for life.
Here's Kim Geon Mo, the singer girlfriendoseyo really likes. . . the English version, no less!
Plus, lots of examples of his cute, goofy smile. He puts on a really good show, live.
From the website Japan Probe: There's a Ninja Festival in Mie Japan; your approaching death has never looked so cute.
And finally: survey of the day!
which bands would YOU skip a day of work to see live, and screw the consequences?
I'm gonna go with. . .
Radiohead
Modest Mouse
White Stripes
and Tom Waits. . . and that's about it.
And for Tom Waits, I'd probably even fly to Shanghai, if I had to.
I'd skip half a day to see U2, or reschedule all my classes, 'cos I've heard they put on a great live show, but I don't think I could bring myself to skip a full day for them, with all due respect. Ditto for Micah P. Hinson, Elvis, and Jimi Hendrix.
Harry Connick Jr.: It Had To Be You
So a few months ago, I started seeing this poster, advertising a concert for "Harry Connick Jr." -- now, while I DO enjoy it, and even prefer it for swing dancing, jazz/pop/big band isn't usually my very, tippy-top FIRST choice of musical styles (that honour would have to go to singer/songwriter; thanks, Nick Drake, Tom Waits and Micah P. Hinson); however, from what I know of Girlfriendoseyo, and from what I know of Harry Connick Jr., I had a feeling they might like each other, and considering he built his reputation in New Orleans, the birthplace of Jazz and all, and held his own opposite Sandra Bullock in the movie Hope Floats, I also had a feeling he'd have the charisma to put on a tootin' good show.
So the next time I was with Girlfriendoseyo, and we saw a sign for old Harry's show, I pointed it out to her. "Hey. This is an artist I like; I bet we'd really enjoy seeing his show together." (Sure, I should have tried harder to get tickets to see Bjork, too, but I just dropped the ball on that one. Still waiting for Radiohead to show up here; I'd skip a day of work to see THEM play.)
One of the first dates I went on with girlfriendoseyo was to see one of her favourite Korean pop singers, Kim Geon Mo, a beloved singalong popstar with a goofy grin and a really charming way of working a crowd -- between songs he had the whole Sejong Art Centre in stitches. The joy of live music is such a wonderful thing -- being part of a crowd, enjoying the same performance somehow connects people, and I feel like masks drop.
The band Wolf Parade
Even when I went to see Arcade Fire and Wolf Parade, two indie-ish bands whose fans pride themselves on "Knowing more about music than YOU do," in Vancouver, a city with underground hipster-pride to rival Portland, Seattle, or Greenwich Village, where people say stuff like "I liked The Saber-Toothed Misanthrope BEFORE she sold out and made a CD," and where I saw a girl walking around in a tizzy of self-consciousness, trying to justify her presence at an INDIE ROCK SHOW by pointing at her shirt and saying, "I've got cred! I'm wearing an ironic T-Shirt!"
Yes, even at THAT show, once the bands started flying, there were a few moments where all (well, most) of those music snobs dropped their cooler-than-thou guards and actually shared something.
Eight months later, they might see each other in a record shop (vinyl, of course, NEVER *gasp* CD's), and realize, "Hey. I was at Arcade Fire and Wolf Parade, too." And instead of saying something viciously critical of the show, they might just let their guard drop, meet eyes, and say, "cool. Me too."
Ironic t-shirts. For the emo in all of us.
At the Kim Geon Mo show, I saw something similar, some kind of communal joy, in Girlfriendoseyo's face as she sang along, off-key to the greatest hits and swayed her arms over her head, side to side for slow songs and forward and backward for fast songs (like everyone else in the crowd waving their goofy glow-sticks). It was charming, joyful, and sweet, even though I understand about 5% of the words being sung or spoken.
Kim Geon Mo's goofy smile.
So hell, yeah. I wanted to see a live show with Girlfriendoseyo! After a hiccup during planning: I had a brainfart, and rescheduled my last class for the Thursday BEFORE the actual show, and then had to make up classes THAT day AND the actual day of the concert, we went to see Harry Connick Jr. at the Seoul Art Center.
The man did not disappoint. He showed up with a full big band, and family in tow; the drummer was cooking, in all the right ways, and gave even a slow marching piece a kind of rhythmic drive. The band was tight as a pop-star tank top, and old Harry varied the pace, switched from big to small arrangements, and alternated between voice and piano as he ran the show.
He brought his daughters on stage and they talked about how much they enjoyed wandering around the Namdaemun market, and he made a funny face and groaned, "I wish somebody'd told me it's BAD to eat TOO much Kimchi." (Next time, if he and his family needs a guide around downtown Seoul, I'm in. Just get in touch with me on the comment board, Mr. C!) He said Korean women are beautiful, thanked the crowd for its warm welcome, riffed on how much he enjoys the Korean phrase for "thank you" (Kamsa'amnida), and by the time he sang a few lines from the Korean folk-song Arirang (which I've talked about here before), he had everyone in the palm of his hand.
His song selection was a tribute to his hometown, songs about New Orleans, written by New Orleaners, or (in one case) played in the New Orleans Jazz style. The sweetness and warmth of the man singing about his beleaguered hometown (sorry 'bout Katrina, eh?) was touching, and that emotion (in Korean it's called Han -- the melancholy wishing for a home to which we can never truly return) is one that's deeply embedded in Korean traditional art, so it's no surprise he connected with the crowd.
Between his daughters sailing across the stage on wheelies (shoes with wheels in the bottom) and cheering, "Go Korea!", and one of Harry's old buddies, who came out and wowed everyone with a trombone solo, and joked around with him on-stage for the rest of the show, even when he wasn't playing, the whole show had a feeling of a happy dude hanging out with his good friends, and when he danced as the big band carried the groove, he kept the crowd either swaying or laughing (the butt-shaking dance was goofy, but totally hilarious). By the climax of the show, and the encores, people were spontaneously standing up and dancing or swaying to the music, which is pretty surprising in Korea, where crowds are generally quite shy, even for local acts, and his ovation was wild. Harry himself was overwhelmed by the size of the crowd (he packed the place out, which he hadn't done at other venues on the Asian leg of his tour), and he was overwhelmed again when, by show of hands, the crowd revealed itself to be predominantly Korean (unlike in China, where most of the audience were North American expats, revealing that his local fan-base in China was still small).
(his daughters wore shoes like this)
Yes We Can Can - he sang this one at the show.
Girlfriendoseyo was beaming all through the last third of the show, and she was definitely charmed by Connick's fine, funny showmanship. It was great for me, too -- some musical styles are better on CD than live (things like mellow house, DIY indie rock (do it yourself can sometimes be pretty rough live), math rock or certain kinds of electronica where the layers and textures are the main point of the music, arguably classical) most musical styles are better live than in recording (rock, pop, songwriter stuff, arguably classical) by a reasonable margin, but big band and jazz in general is certainly right up there with the blues as musical styles where the live experience FAR FAR outstrips the recording -- enough so that I might even be inclined to argue you're wasting your time buying the CD. Girlfriendoseyo's been having a hella tough month with a handful of different kinds of stress flying at her all at once, but the show really got her mind off all the yucky stuff for an evening, and she told me she was so excited about Connick's performance that back at home, she put on one of the jazz CDs I gave her and danced around her apartment to it, imitating Junior's stylings.
That made me grin: she's almost ready for me to take her swing dancing!
So anyway, thanks a lot, Harry Connick Jr., for putting on a fantastic show, for giving your best and making my and my girlfriend's week; you made a new fan, and secured another one for life.
Here's Kim Geon Mo, the singer girlfriendoseyo really likes. . . the English version, no less!
Plus, lots of examples of his cute, goofy smile. He puts on a really good show, live.
From the website Japan Probe: There's a Ninja Festival in Mie Japan; your approaching death has never looked so cute.
And finally: survey of the day!
which bands would YOU skip a day of work to see live, and screw the consequences?
I'm gonna go with. . .
Radiohead
Modest Mouse
White Stripes
and Tom Waits. . . and that's about it.
And for Tom Waits, I'd probably even fly to Shanghai, if I had to.
I'd skip half a day to see U2, or reschedule all my classes, 'cos I've heard they put on a great live show, but I don't think I could bring myself to skip a full day for them, with all due respect. Ditto for Micah P. Hinson, Elvis, and Jimi Hendrix.
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Sunday, March 23, 2008
Happy Easter! here's someone to pray for.
No soundtrack. This is sad stuff.
the North Korean Arirang Games: a propaganda gala that might just be the biggest spectacle on earth, performed yearly.
The Ryugyong Hotel, maybe the ugliest building in the world, and certainly a contender, was never completed. It would be one of the world's tallest, and during one year of the 1990s, North Korea put a full 2% of its entire GNP into its building, but bad engineering, no money, and low-quality concrete doomed it to never being completed.
Things are getting worse in North Korea. The food shortage has reached the capital, and Kim Jong-il's reign might be entering its death throes. That throws a wildest of wildcards into East Asian geopolitics, and meanwhile, people in NK are starving.
I went there once. . . you can read about it if you like.
These kids were chosen for the propaganda video, and probably trained brutally, because they looked healthier than the other kids in Korea. This article might make you cry: the reporter describes a hospital in NK, and the health care adults and children receive.
Follow these links. Read them. Let them break your heart, and then go call your local government representative, write letters, and ask them what they're going, and what your government can do, to help these people.
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/22/china-arrests-40-more-north-korean-refugees/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/20/the-beginning-of-the-end-food-shortages-reach-pyongyang/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/20/must-read-wapo-predicts-food-situation-will-pressure-kim-jong-il/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/19/most-of-the-film-had-to-be-kept-secret-for-the-past-years/
This is a series called "The Vice Guide to North Korea" -- an utterly fascinating account of a TV crew that entered North Korea as tourists, and poked around, surreptitiously recording things on camera (despite the risk of being arrested and detained for doing so). Their take on North Korea is really eye-opening, and sad as hell.
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/22/the-vice-guide-to-north-korea-ep-14/
http://www.vbs.tv/shows/north-korea/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/19/the-vice-guide-to-north-korea-ep-13/
also, while you're writing letters:
Get mad, real mad, about the way China has stifled criticism about Darfur, Tibet, North Korean refugees, religious prisoners, rampant deforestation and pollution, and every other topic, in the lead up to these Olympics. It's EMBARRASSING that the Olympics are going to Beijing, given China's human rights record, and it's pathetic that no country is willing to step up, say "We're willing to pay more for cheap plastic toys, because China's behaviour is not fitting for a developed nation, and we will not send our athletes to such a violent, repressive, country, where groups and entire countries and cultures are dehumanized and repressed without accountability.
Every time China has been criticized, they're responded NOT by changing policies or improving the situation, but by counterattacking, smearing the critics, and increasing export tariffs to those countries, using its economic clout to stifle criticism.
Instead of discourse and reform, we get bullying and intimidation, and bullcrap like this.
The more I think about it, the more upset I get.
Ya gotta respect China for what they're doing (unheard of growth), but the way they're doing it just cooks my grill. And blaming the Dalai Lama for the violence in Tibet is the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. . . this is a world leader, IOC? Seriously? (yep, that's right. I'm putting the SH-poop-word on here. I'm that fucking mad.)
This is an award-winning documentary about North Korea.
the North Korean Arirang Games: a propaganda gala that might just be the biggest spectacle on earth, performed yearly.
The Ryugyong Hotel, maybe the ugliest building in the world, and certainly a contender, was never completed. It would be one of the world's tallest, and during one year of the 1990s, North Korea put a full 2% of its entire GNP into its building, but bad engineering, no money, and low-quality concrete doomed it to never being completed.
Things are getting worse in North Korea. The food shortage has reached the capital, and Kim Jong-il's reign might be entering its death throes. That throws a wildest of wildcards into East Asian geopolitics, and meanwhile, people in NK are starving.
I went there once. . . you can read about it if you like.
These kids were chosen for the propaganda video, and probably trained brutally, because they looked healthier than the other kids in Korea. This article might make you cry: the reporter describes a hospital in NK, and the health care adults and children receive.
Follow these links. Read them. Let them break your heart, and then go call your local government representative, write letters, and ask them what they're going, and what your government can do, to help these people.
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/22/china-arrests-40-more-north-korean-refugees/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/20/the-beginning-of-the-end-food-shortages-reach-pyongyang/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/20/must-read-wapo-predicts-food-situation-will-pressure-kim-jong-il/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/19/most-of-the-film-had-to-be-kept-secret-for-the-past-years/
This is a series called "The Vice Guide to North Korea" -- an utterly fascinating account of a TV crew that entered North Korea as tourists, and poked around, surreptitiously recording things on camera (despite the risk of being arrested and detained for doing so). Their take on North Korea is really eye-opening, and sad as hell.
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/22/the-vice-guide-to-north-korea-ep-14/
http://www.vbs.tv/shows/north-korea/
http://freekorea.us/2008/03/19/the-vice-guide-to-north-korea-ep-13/
also, while you're writing letters:
Get mad, real mad, about the way China has stifled criticism about Darfur, Tibet, North Korean refugees, religious prisoners, rampant deforestation and pollution, and every other topic, in the lead up to these Olympics. It's EMBARRASSING that the Olympics are going to Beijing, given China's human rights record, and it's pathetic that no country is willing to step up, say "We're willing to pay more for cheap plastic toys, because China's behaviour is not fitting for a developed nation, and we will not send our athletes to such a violent, repressive, country, where groups and entire countries and cultures are dehumanized and repressed without accountability.
Every time China has been criticized, they're responded NOT by changing policies or improving the situation, but by counterattacking, smearing the critics, and increasing export tariffs to those countries, using its economic clout to stifle criticism.
Instead of discourse and reform, we get bullying and intimidation, and bullcrap like this.
The more I think about it, the more upset I get.
Ya gotta respect China for what they're doing (unheard of growth), but the way they're doing it just cooks my grill. And blaming the Dalai Lama for the violence in Tibet is the biggest load of bullshit I've ever heard. . . this is a world leader, IOC? Seriously? (yep, that's right. I'm putting the SH-poop-word on here. I'm that fucking mad.)
This is an award-winning documentary about North Korea.
Saturday, March 22, 2008
The Saturday before Easter.
Red Cave by Yeasayers
This is a live version of the song I wanted to play along with THIS post.
There was a recent story in the Korean papers about a family murdered. (actually, there's been a spate of kidnappings and murders and missing childrenings lately; it's getting so bad it's even being reported in the English newspapers in Korea, which usually kind of forget to print news that casts Korea in any kind of negative light -- "Korean Player Pitches Three Innings and gets One Strikeout in Major League Baseball's Spring Training" "murder? what murder?" "Korean Soap Operas are Popular in Indonesia!" "serial rapist on the loose in a suburb of the city where Anglophone female readers might want to use the buddy system for a while? oh. . . let's just bury that one and hope one of their Korean friends warns them. there's no more space after that full-page writeup on the popularity of Korean movies in Laos." [sigh] that's why I get my news from the Marmot.)
But back to the death of that family, on a very, extremely tangentially related, and much lighter note, I found this picture on the internet and it made me snicker.
I'm writing this on a subway, on my portable word processor (yay word processors!) and I just saw a group of three older ladies (ajummas) standing near the subway car door waiting to get off. . . but the exit was on the left, and they were standing on the right side. When these ladies get together, sometimes you'll have a pocket of ladies who gaggle exactly like a group of middle-school girls --that excited, high-speed yammer-- but with lower voices and more throaty hisses for emphasis. Anyway, the subway car stopped, and they in their gossiping, still hadn't noticed that there was no platform outside their door, and finally when the doors slid open, one of them realized their mistake and hauled the other three ladies out the right door with all the comic double-take timing of Buster Keaton.
Another old lady just came up to me and fixed my collar, which was tucked under my vest, before she got off the subway. I love Korea.
These are the dumplings I can by near my house for four dollars (less, now that the won is dropping)
They're filled with hot, savoury liquid, and they're made while you wait by two fat ladies from China who barely speak any Korean, even less English, and one of them has a permafrown. They're amazing.
The Maxx: volume 4: "Besides, even if you COULD move a glass of water with your mind, you'd still be the same screwed-up person you were before, right?"
Now I understand waiting in line for something good, and I believe that some things are really delicious enough that it's worth it to wait a little longer. . . but there has to be a threshold, you know, where you have to say "Yeah, these steaks are better than steaks from GenericFamilyRestaurant (tm), but are they actually thirty five dollars better? Are they actually waiting in line for an hour better?" -- I mean, you have to draw a line somewhere, don't you?
And maybe the food in this Pomodoro restaurant is good, but is it really waiting forty minutes for a table and lining up out the door better than the lineup-free Italian restaurant around the corner? Maybe it's the old sunk cost fallacy: "I've waited twenty minutes; may as well wait thirty more and get what I came for."
At least it's spring; in the dead of winter, there was a special street-food stand in Insadong serving cinnamon-filled cakes (heott-deok) where the lineup would curl around the stand once, and halfway around again; people would wait forty-five minutes for these confections, and yeah, they were great, better than the other heott-deok available at other street-food stands, but forty-five minutes shivering in line in the winter cold better? Seriously? Why not come back in the early afternoon, or on a weekend, when the line is shorter? I guess they can do what they want, and sure, the longer line adds a little prestige or mystique to what you're consuming (I firmly believe roller-coasters would be half as fun if you just walked onto them without waiting in line: watching others get on and come off, seeing the cars rattle around on the tracks, builds up anticipation, and anticipation is a great experience-enhancer), but waiting forty-five minutes in the cold is a bit like paying the hundred-dollar extra "just because Koreans are so brand conscious, so we can, and screw you if you don't like it" prestige markup on brand name handbags in Korea. You can if you want, but I'm not biting, anyway.
Insooni is a pop-star, as far as I can tell. This picture of the singer is simultaneously both the best, and the worst popstar publicity photo I've ever seen. I'm still confused by what I'm seeing, and why it's both appealing and awful at the same time.
Let's look, and be confused together.
This restaurant has a giant mask on it. I kept waiting for it to puff steam out its nose and bellow, "pay no attention to the man behind the curtain! i am the great and powerful o-juh" (which is how Koreans, unable to pronounce the "z" sound, say "Oz").
Three-piece band. Sometimes I walk by them on my way to work. Yeah, I'm rubbing it in, but. . . What do YOU walk by on YOUR way to work?
Hee hee hee.
Today Seoul smelled very good. Walking around Seoul can be a smell adventure -- anything from boiling pig fat to spilled soju, fresh tempura street-food, raw sewage, garbage, garlic farts, cigarette butts or fresh bread and charbroiled, marinated beef can waft by and startle your nostrils at any given time, depending on the wind and such, but this weekend so far has been nothing but roasted coffee grinds, fresh belgian waffles, barbeque chicken, scorched rice (nurungji) and green tea everywhere I turn.
(if there were a function whereby I could apply a scratch-and-sniff patch onto your screen here, I would. And I'll be the first to buy a computer featuring such a feature.)
Oh yeah. and also spring. It's been smelling like spring more and more.
Jooooyyyyyyyy!
Happy Easter, everyone. It's the most important day on the Christian Calendar, and weather permitting, I'm gonna read the passion story on the top of a mountain tomorrow. That failing, I might even go to church again.
love you all.
This is a live version of the song I wanted to play along with THIS post.
There was a recent story in the Korean papers about a family murdered. (actually, there's been a spate of kidnappings and murders and missing childrenings lately; it's getting so bad it's even being reported in the English newspapers in Korea, which usually kind of forget to print news that casts Korea in any kind of negative light -- "Korean Player Pitches Three Innings and gets One Strikeout in Major League Baseball's Spring Training" "murder? what murder?" "Korean Soap Operas are Popular in Indonesia!" "serial rapist on the loose in a suburb of the city where Anglophone female readers might want to use the buddy system for a while? oh. . . let's just bury that one and hope one of their Korean friends warns them. there's no more space after that full-page writeup on the popularity of Korean movies in Laos." [sigh] that's why I get my news from the Marmot.)
But back to the death of that family, on a very, extremely tangentially related, and much lighter note, I found this picture on the internet and it made me snicker.
I'm writing this on a subway, on my portable word processor (yay word processors!) and I just saw a group of three older ladies (ajummas) standing near the subway car door waiting to get off. . . but the exit was on the left, and they were standing on the right side. When these ladies get together, sometimes you'll have a pocket of ladies who gaggle exactly like a group of middle-school girls --that excited, high-speed yammer-- but with lower voices and more throaty hisses for emphasis. Anyway, the subway car stopped, and they in their gossiping, still hadn't noticed that there was no platform outside their door, and finally when the doors slid open, one of them realized their mistake and hauled the other three ladies out the right door with all the comic double-take timing of Buster Keaton.
Another old lady just came up to me and fixed my collar, which was tucked under my vest, before she got off the subway. I love Korea.
These are the dumplings I can by near my house for four dollars (less, now that the won is dropping)
They're filled with hot, savoury liquid, and they're made while you wait by two fat ladies from China who barely speak any Korean, even less English, and one of them has a permafrown. They're amazing.
The Maxx: volume 4: "Besides, even if you COULD move a glass of water with your mind, you'd still be the same screwed-up person you were before, right?"
Now I understand waiting in line for something good, and I believe that some things are really delicious enough that it's worth it to wait a little longer. . . but there has to be a threshold, you know, where you have to say "Yeah, these steaks are better than steaks from GenericFamilyRestaurant (tm), but are they actually thirty five dollars better? Are they actually waiting in line for an hour better?" -- I mean, you have to draw a line somewhere, don't you?
And maybe the food in this Pomodoro restaurant is good, but is it really waiting forty minutes for a table and lining up out the door better than the lineup-free Italian restaurant around the corner? Maybe it's the old sunk cost fallacy: "I've waited twenty minutes; may as well wait thirty more and get what I came for."
At least it's spring; in the dead of winter, there was a special street-food stand in Insadong serving cinnamon-filled cakes (heott-deok) where the lineup would curl around the stand once, and halfway around again; people would wait forty-five minutes for these confections, and yeah, they were great, better than the other heott-deok available at other street-food stands, but forty-five minutes shivering in line in the winter cold better? Seriously? Why not come back in the early afternoon, or on a weekend, when the line is shorter? I guess they can do what they want, and sure, the longer line adds a little prestige or mystique to what you're consuming (I firmly believe roller-coasters would be half as fun if you just walked onto them without waiting in line: watching others get on and come off, seeing the cars rattle around on the tracks, builds up anticipation, and anticipation is a great experience-enhancer), but waiting forty-five minutes in the cold is a bit like paying the hundred-dollar extra "just because Koreans are so brand conscious, so we can, and screw you if you don't like it" prestige markup on brand name handbags in Korea. You can if you want, but I'm not biting, anyway.
Insooni is a pop-star, as far as I can tell. This picture of the singer is simultaneously both the best, and the worst popstar publicity photo I've ever seen. I'm still confused by what I'm seeing, and why it's both appealing and awful at the same time.
Let's look, and be confused together.
This restaurant has a giant mask on it. I kept waiting for it to puff steam out its nose and bellow, "pay no attention to the man behind the curtain! i am the great and powerful o-juh" (which is how Koreans, unable to pronounce the "z" sound, say "Oz").
Three-piece band. Sometimes I walk by them on my way to work. Yeah, I'm rubbing it in, but. . . What do YOU walk by on YOUR way to work?
Hee hee hee.
Today Seoul smelled very good. Walking around Seoul can be a smell adventure -- anything from boiling pig fat to spilled soju, fresh tempura street-food, raw sewage, garbage, garlic farts, cigarette butts or fresh bread and charbroiled, marinated beef can waft by and startle your nostrils at any given time, depending on the wind and such, but this weekend so far has been nothing but roasted coffee grinds, fresh belgian waffles, barbeque chicken, scorched rice (nurungji) and green tea everywhere I turn.
(if there were a function whereby I could apply a scratch-and-sniff patch onto your screen here, I would. And I'll be the first to buy a computer featuring such a feature.)
Oh yeah. and also spring. It's been smelling like spring more and more.
Jooooyyyyyyyy!
Happy Easter, everyone. It's the most important day on the Christian Calendar, and weather permitting, I'm gonna read the passion story on the top of a mountain tomorrow. That failing, I might even go to church again.
love you all.
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Wednesday, March 19, 2008
Crys out, I say! CRYS OUT!
[THE HIGH TIDE OF THE KOREAN WAVE(32)] Spain discovers Korea and crys [sic] out for more
In the last few years, Korean films, TV dramas and pop music have become immensely popular abroad, a phenomenon known as the Korean Wave. This is the 32nd in a series of essays by a select group of scholars and journalists looking at the spread of Korean pop culture in Southeast Asian countries and beyond. - Ed.
Korea -- both North and South -- has long been unfamiliar to most Spaniards. Rising tensions between the two Koreas, derived mainly from nuclear development by North Korea, was the only news they heard from Korea. Before that, they knew a little of the Korean War in the 1950s, but did not know the cause of the conflict.
In the 1960s, a famous comic describing the war led by the "good" Americans against the "bad" communists, was published and accepted by the anti-communist regime of Franco. This is how young generations of Spain remember the Korean War.
More straightforwardly, the majority of Spaniards may still have difficulty finding Korea on the world map. High-level visits from the King of Spain, politicians and members of parliament to Korea usually get little attention in the national media. However, Korea appeared in the front page of several major newspapers in Spain only a few months ago when then President of South Korea Roh Moo-hyun visited Madrid. Therefore, it is not surprising to note that there has not been a great deal of trade relations between Spain and Korea. Spain is the world's eighth largest economy, while Korea occupies the 12th. Yet these economic figures are not enough to represent any particular relationship between the two countries, not to mention the respective cultures do not have much in common.
Meanwhile, Korean companies chose not to label their products as "Made in Korea," instead veiling them among well-known Japanese products in Spain. This all combined to keep Korea a mystery except for those few who found the culture interesting.
Building relations with Korea
In 1996, the Autonomous University of Barcelona expanded Korean language classes, which were being developed by the School of Languages of Barcelona years prior. This effort was supported by Samsung, who initially helped introduce Korean studies to Spain. Later, Doosan also provided financial support to the UAB to develop Korean activities, in particular enabling the university to establish an exchange program between Korean and Spanish students. These Korea-related activities slowly succeeded in introducing Korea to Spain.
Furthermore, the Barcelona Chamber of Commerce, headed by President Antoni Negre, was one of the early pioneers to promote business relations between Spain and Korea. Enterprises spread in both countries. Then the Hispanic-Korean bilateral committee was established and the two countries engaged in various activities.
In 1999, the first Congress of Korean Studies was held by Spanish Korea experts, in Spanish, in the UAB, which included sessions such as Korea in Catalonia. This Congress led to the official launch of Korean studies in the Center for International and Intercultural Studies of the UAB.
The Korea Foundation also played a crucial role in promoting Korea in Spain. By that time, numerous activities on Korea had been in place. For example, official coursework for studying Korean language, economy, politics and history, as well as exhibitions on Korean art and cinema and two symposiums of Spanish sculpture in Korea.
In 2001 and 2003, Gyeonggi province organized the symposiums at a ceramic museum in Ichon. At least 40 Spanish sculptures, along with pieces from Koreans and foreign sculptors were displayed in the so-called Spanish Sculpture Park in Ichon. The open-air surroundings of this park, although affected by heavy rain and wind, gave a symbolic value to these sculptures.
One of the eminent sculptors, Mr. Subirach, is well-known among Koreans for his piece in the Olympic Park in Seoul. Mr. Samaranch, who took the presidency of the Olympic Committee when the Seoul Olympic was decided, is also well-known in Korea.
The President of the Government of Catalonia, then Molt Honorable President Jordi Pujol, visited Korea in 2000. He witnessed firsthand a country that had transformed its sluggish economy, especially following the 1997 Asian financial crisis, which was exacerbated by scarce natural resources, into a democratic and technology advanced society. This significant transformation in a relatively short period of time was only possible from individuals who highly valued hard-work, education and nationalism.
In 2000, President Kim Dae-joong visited North Korea for the first time since the separation of the two Koreas. This historic news appeared in Spanish newspapers, which helped make Korea more familiar to Spain. Following that, various universities in Spain began to develop activities related to Korea as well as Korean language classes, and now the annual International Congress on Korea is celebrated.
Over time these efforts created a positive image of Korea among the Spanish people. Here it is worthwhile mentioning some major figures that represent today's closer relation between the two countries: The same water fountain around a luminous bridge both in Goyang, Gyeonggi Province, and the Montjuich hill in Barcelona, the sister city relationship of Busan and Barcelona and the fact that the composer of the Korean national anthem married a Spanish woman from Catalonia who is currently living in Majorca.
These are a few of the concrete individual examples that have been slowly transformed to an institutionalized way of representing the development of the two countries' relation. Meanwhile, the Korean products of Samsung, LG, Hyundai and Daewoo, to name a few, have managed to penetrate effectively in the Spanish market clearly showing "Made in Korea."
The wave begins
1999 was a significant year for Korea. Korea paid back all the debts accrued in the financial crisis. It realized the vulnerability of a closed economy and joined the flow of globalization. Koreans began to give up the concept of permanent, life-long employment. Chaebol had to sacrifice their long-lasting immunity.
The year 1999 was the year of letting go of Korea's inefficient traditions and actively seeking ways forward. However, there were negative consequences such as higher suicide and divorce rates, which nobody could ever thought of in a traditional, Confucius society. Women became more independent in all aspects, and new ways to choose partners for marriage were put in place following the changes in the familial values. This naturally began to give less weight to family when it came to making a decision such as marriage.
In other words, Korean society has developed gradually and is continuously changing its traditional values, particularly in relation to family, business entities, political parties and Confucianist values. This even included opening up toward Japan.
As for Korean movies, it was in 1999 that they started gaining momentum among Koreans. (Until then, Korean viewers were biased toward Korean movies as low quality with uninteresting plots.) "Shiri" by Gang Je-gyu, which interestingly depicted the power of love over political differences between South Korea and North Korea, was seen by more people than "Titanic" in Korea. This was something refreshing for Korean viewers, although it was still a sensitive issue to be dealt with politically.
Also, the screen quota system that was considered unjust by many Koreans became hot potatoes in various social debates in Korean society. It was around that time when the concept of creating a multi-cinema complex was implemented, providing another way to spend time.
Some chaebol that controlled the distribution of movies began to streamline their business by giving more opportunities to small- and medium-sized businesses. Based on these significant changes, Korean movies finally could reach Spain, mainly through Barcelona, including the annual Asian Cine Festival, and Sitges.
The Korean Wave in Spain
The Korean Wave was introduced in Spain relatively rapidly, but only within the field of Asian studies. The movies "Island" in 2000, "Sang-woo and His Grandmother" in 2001 and "Bicheonmoo" in 2003 were seen in Spanish movie theaters, and they were quite successful at attracting audiences.
Now, Korean movies continue to be included in the Cine Festival of Sitges, where "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring" by Kim Ki-deok received a lot of attention from European movie experts. "Old Boy" by Park Chan-wook, was profiled in the CineAsia Magazine. (Korea used this channel actively to promote the image of Korean movies, as this magazine is distributed widely among various groups from movie experts to the embassies.) Since then, Korean movies have shown in public movie theaters in Spain and are becoming more popular among Spanish audiences.
The seats were almost empty during the very first annual Cine Festival in Barcelona, but in the past three years it was necessary to book a ticket in advance to be able to see a Korean movie selected for the Festival. In 2003, CasaAsia (literally meaning House of Asia) was established in Barcelona as a public institute by the central Government of Spain.
CasaAsia immediately implemented a range of activities involving Asia, including Korean movies, art exhibitions and music, to name a few. This initiated a new age of experiencing Korean culture in Spain. Cineasia, which is responsible for disseminating information on Asian movies through CasaAsia, facilitated a course on Korean cinema in the UAB, organized by the Center for International and Intercultural Studies.
This course aimed to increase the understanding of university students about Korean politics, economy and society through the lens of film.
Between 2004 and 2007, more than 13 Korean movies arrived in Spain, including "Memories of Murder," "Run Dim," "Two Sisters," "Samaritan Girl," and "The Host." During these four years, the percentage of Korean movies shown in theaters went up by 400 percent. This is a significant development within a short period of time, especially when Korea was hardly known in Spain several years ago.
Last year's "Arch of Madrid" fair subsequently invited Korea to represent more Korean values with its art, artists and movies as well as its advanced technological products. Today, there are academic dissertations on Korea, a good collection of Korean classic literature Spanish and books about Korean politics, economy and society of the past and present.
Korean movies have common elements that attract Spanish viewers. They often tell love stories accompanied by violence and sorrow, but always end happily and humorously. Also, they indirectly show Korean culinary habits that are quite different from that of Spain. Besides the different food, what is more interesting to the Spaniards is how the food is displayed in a table based on a combination of colors, size and portion. There is no single way to eat Korean food. People can enjoy the liberty of choosing what they want to eat and how much they want to eat.
The future of the Korean Wave
What can be done to insure the success of the Korean Wave in the future? First, it is necessary to establish connections and make official agreements between Korean and Spanish distributors of cultural products such as movies. The appropriate mediation by experts will help strengthen the future of the Korean Wave in the long run, given the current limited number of people interested in Korean culture in Spain. Second, it is necessary to bear in mind that there is not much room left for a new competitor to enter the market since North and South American movies or soap operas have already built a firm base in the market. Given the fact that Korea is so little known in Spain, it may be more effective to target more traditional, historical Korean values and images than to make it modern, since this tends to fail to impress upon the viewers with a particular, rememberable image. In addition, it might be useful if the Asian Cine Festival is expanded to other major cities in Spain besides Barcelona to attract a larger population.
Spain, with a population of 45 million, receives 66 million tourists per year, while Korea only receives 7 million. Promoting Korean movies in Spain can be a way to penetrate European markets at large by targeting a number of European tourists who come to visit Spain on a regular basis.
The Korean Wave occurred in Spain without a specific strategy. It is now only enjoyed by those interested in movies as well as university students who have been exposed to new cultures from traveling and through efforts made by a few institutes such as CasaAsia, Cineasta and the UAB. It is necessary to come up with a delicate marketing strategy to reach out to a larger population in the long term. Korean people are known to be peace-loving, integrationists and nationalists. They deserve to be proud of their own country and of escaping from the extreme poverty in the 50s and 60s with hard work and individual motivation. Spain finds all of these factors interesting, once they are exposed to them.
There have been a number of Korean students who came to Spain and vice versa. Today, international marriage is becoming more common. As the activities between Korean and Spain are increasing, it would be a good idea to create a Hispanic-Korean movie which shows these connections between the two countries, incorporating stories of both countries in the past and today. This will require a good scriptwriter who can express key elements well, investors, directors and good marketing strategies.
We hope that Korea will become more active in acknowledging the importance of exporting its culture as a way to introduce the country. The Spanish people who love Korea expect to see and learn more of authentic Korea in the days to come.
By Josep Manuel Branas i Espineira and Kim Boram
2008.04.22
from:
http://koreaherald.com/
In the last few years, Korean films, TV dramas and pop music have become immensely popular abroad, a phenomenon known as the Korean Wave. This is the 32nd in a series of essays by a select group of scholars and journalists looking at the spread of Korean pop culture in Southeast Asian countries and beyond. - Ed.
Korea -- both North and South -- has long been unfamiliar to most Spaniards. Rising tensions between the two Koreas, derived mainly from nuclear development by North Korea, was the only news they heard from Korea. Before that, they knew a little of the Korean War in the 1950s, but did not know the cause of the conflict.
In the 1960s, a famous comic describing the war led by the "good" Americans against the "bad" communists, was published and accepted by the anti-communist regime of Franco. This is how young generations of Spain remember the Korean War.
More straightforwardly, the majority of Spaniards may still have difficulty finding Korea on the world map. High-level visits from the King of Spain, politicians and members of parliament to Korea usually get little attention in the national media. However, Korea appeared in the front page of several major newspapers in Spain only a few months ago when then President of South Korea Roh Moo-hyun visited Madrid. Therefore, it is not surprising to note that there has not been a great deal of trade relations between Spain and Korea. Spain is the world's eighth largest economy, while Korea occupies the 12th. Yet these economic figures are not enough to represent any particular relationship between the two countries, not to mention the respective cultures do not have much in common.
Meanwhile, Korean companies chose not to label their products as "Made in Korea," instead veiling them among well-known Japanese products in Spain. This all combined to keep Korea a mystery except for those few who found the culture interesting.
Building relations with Korea
In 1996, the Autonomous University of Barcelona expanded Korean language classes, which were being developed by the School of Languages of Barcelona years prior. This effort was supported by Samsung, who initially helped introduce Korean studies to Spain. Later, Doosan also provided financial support to the UAB to develop Korean activities, in particular enabling the university to establish an exchange program between Korean and Spanish students. These Korea-related activities slowly succeeded in introducing Korea to Spain.
Furthermore, the Barcelona Chamber of Commerce, headed by President Antoni Negre, was one of the early pioneers to promote business relations between Spain and Korea. Enterprises spread in both countries. Then the Hispanic-Korean bilateral committee was established and the two countries engaged in various activities.
In 1999, the first Congress of Korean Studies was held by Spanish Korea experts, in Spanish, in the UAB, which included sessions such as Korea in Catalonia. This Congress led to the official launch of Korean studies in the Center for International and Intercultural Studies of the UAB.
The Korea Foundation also played a crucial role in promoting Korea in Spain. By that time, numerous activities on Korea had been in place. For example, official coursework for studying Korean language, economy, politics and history, as well as exhibitions on Korean art and cinema and two symposiums of Spanish sculpture in Korea.
In 2001 and 2003, Gyeonggi province organized the symposiums at a ceramic museum in Ichon. At least 40 Spanish sculptures, along with pieces from Koreans and foreign sculptors were displayed in the so-called Spanish Sculpture Park in Ichon. The open-air surroundings of this park, although affected by heavy rain and wind, gave a symbolic value to these sculptures.
One of the eminent sculptors, Mr. Subirach, is well-known among Koreans for his piece in the Olympic Park in Seoul. Mr. Samaranch, who took the presidency of the Olympic Committee when the Seoul Olympic was decided, is also well-known in Korea.
The President of the Government of Catalonia, then Molt Honorable President Jordi Pujol, visited Korea in 2000. He witnessed firsthand a country that had transformed its sluggish economy, especially following the 1997 Asian financial crisis, which was exacerbated by scarce natural resources, into a democratic and technology advanced society. This significant transformation in a relatively short period of time was only possible from individuals who highly valued hard-work, education and nationalism.
In 2000, President Kim Dae-joong visited North Korea for the first time since the separation of the two Koreas. This historic news appeared in Spanish newspapers, which helped make Korea more familiar to Spain. Following that, various universities in Spain began to develop activities related to Korea as well as Korean language classes, and now the annual International Congress on Korea is celebrated.
Over time these efforts created a positive image of Korea among the Spanish people. Here it is worthwhile mentioning some major figures that represent today's closer relation between the two countries: The same water fountain around a luminous bridge both in Goyang, Gyeonggi Province, and the Montjuich hill in Barcelona, the sister city relationship of Busan and Barcelona and the fact that the composer of the Korean national anthem married a Spanish woman from Catalonia who is currently living in Majorca.
These are a few of the concrete individual examples that have been slowly transformed to an institutionalized way of representing the development of the two countries' relation. Meanwhile, the Korean products of Samsung, LG, Hyundai and Daewoo, to name a few, have managed to penetrate effectively in the Spanish market clearly showing "Made in Korea."
The wave begins
1999 was a significant year for Korea. Korea paid back all the debts accrued in the financial crisis. It realized the vulnerability of a closed economy and joined the flow of globalization. Koreans began to give up the concept of permanent, life-long employment. Chaebol had to sacrifice their long-lasting immunity.
The year 1999 was the year of letting go of Korea's inefficient traditions and actively seeking ways forward. However, there were negative consequences such as higher suicide and divorce rates, which nobody could ever thought of in a traditional, Confucius society. Women became more independent in all aspects, and new ways to choose partners for marriage were put in place following the changes in the familial values. This naturally began to give less weight to family when it came to making a decision such as marriage.
In other words, Korean society has developed gradually and is continuously changing its traditional values, particularly in relation to family, business entities, political parties and Confucianist values. This even included opening up toward Japan.
As for Korean movies, it was in 1999 that they started gaining momentum among Koreans. (Until then, Korean viewers were biased toward Korean movies as low quality with uninteresting plots.) "Shiri" by Gang Je-gyu, which interestingly depicted the power of love over political differences between South Korea and North Korea, was seen by more people than "Titanic" in Korea. This was something refreshing for Korean viewers, although it was still a sensitive issue to be dealt with politically.
Also, the screen quota system that was considered unjust by many Koreans became hot potatoes in various social debates in Korean society. It was around that time when the concept of creating a multi-cinema complex was implemented, providing another way to spend time.
Some chaebol that controlled the distribution of movies began to streamline their business by giving more opportunities to small- and medium-sized businesses. Based on these significant changes, Korean movies finally could reach Spain, mainly through Barcelona, including the annual Asian Cine Festival, and Sitges.
The Korean Wave in Spain
The Korean Wave was introduced in Spain relatively rapidly, but only within the field of Asian studies. The movies "Island" in 2000, "Sang-woo and His Grandmother" in 2001 and "Bicheonmoo" in 2003 were seen in Spanish movie theaters, and they were quite successful at attracting audiences.
Now, Korean movies continue to be included in the Cine Festival of Sitges, where "Spring, Summer, Fall, Winter and Spring" by Kim Ki-deok received a lot of attention from European movie experts. "Old Boy" by Park Chan-wook, was profiled in the CineAsia Magazine. (Korea used this channel actively to promote the image of Korean movies, as this magazine is distributed widely among various groups from movie experts to the embassies.) Since then, Korean movies have shown in public movie theaters in Spain and are becoming more popular among Spanish audiences.
The seats were almost empty during the very first annual Cine Festival in Barcelona, but in the past three years it was necessary to book a ticket in advance to be able to see a Korean movie selected for the Festival. In 2003, CasaAsia (literally meaning House of Asia) was established in Barcelona as a public institute by the central Government of Spain.
CasaAsia immediately implemented a range of activities involving Asia, including Korean movies, art exhibitions and music, to name a few. This initiated a new age of experiencing Korean culture in Spain. Cineasia, which is responsible for disseminating information on Asian movies through CasaAsia, facilitated a course on Korean cinema in the UAB, organized by the Center for International and Intercultural Studies.
This course aimed to increase the understanding of university students about Korean politics, economy and society through the lens of film.
Between 2004 and 2007, more than 13 Korean movies arrived in Spain, including "Memories of Murder," "Run Dim," "Two Sisters," "Samaritan Girl," and "The Host." During these four years, the percentage of Korean movies shown in theaters went up by 400 percent. This is a significant development within a short period of time, especially when Korea was hardly known in Spain several years ago.
Last year's "Arch of Madrid" fair subsequently invited Korea to represent more Korean values with its art, artists and movies as well as its advanced technological products. Today, there are academic dissertations on Korea, a good collection of Korean classic literature Spanish and books about Korean politics, economy and society of the past and present.
Korean movies have common elements that attract Spanish viewers. They often tell love stories accompanied by violence and sorrow, but always end happily and humorously. Also, they indirectly show Korean culinary habits that are quite different from that of Spain. Besides the different food, what is more interesting to the Spaniards is how the food is displayed in a table based on a combination of colors, size and portion. There is no single way to eat Korean food. People can enjoy the liberty of choosing what they want to eat and how much they want to eat.
The future of the Korean Wave
What can be done to insure the success of the Korean Wave in the future? First, it is necessary to establish connections and make official agreements between Korean and Spanish distributors of cultural products such as movies. The appropriate mediation by experts will help strengthen the future of the Korean Wave in the long run, given the current limited number of people interested in Korean culture in Spain. Second, it is necessary to bear in mind that there is not much room left for a new competitor to enter the market since North and South American movies or soap operas have already built a firm base in the market. Given the fact that Korea is so little known in Spain, it may be more effective to target more traditional, historical Korean values and images than to make it modern, since this tends to fail to impress upon the viewers with a particular, rememberable image. In addition, it might be useful if the Asian Cine Festival is expanded to other major cities in Spain besides Barcelona to attract a larger population.
Spain, with a population of 45 million, receives 66 million tourists per year, while Korea only receives 7 million. Promoting Korean movies in Spain can be a way to penetrate European markets at large by targeting a number of European tourists who come to visit Spain on a regular basis.
The Korean Wave occurred in Spain without a specific strategy. It is now only enjoyed by those interested in movies as well as university students who have been exposed to new cultures from traveling and through efforts made by a few institutes such as CasaAsia, Cineasta and the UAB. It is necessary to come up with a delicate marketing strategy to reach out to a larger population in the long term. Korean people are known to be peace-loving, integrationists and nationalists. They deserve to be proud of their own country and of escaping from the extreme poverty in the 50s and 60s with hard work and individual motivation. Spain finds all of these factors interesting, once they are exposed to them.
There have been a number of Korean students who came to Spain and vice versa. Today, international marriage is becoming more common. As the activities between Korean and Spain are increasing, it would be a good idea to create a Hispanic-Korean movie which shows these connections between the two countries, incorporating stories of both countries in the past and today. This will require a good scriptwriter who can express key elements well, investors, directors and good marketing strategies.
We hope that Korea will become more active in acknowledging the importance of exporting its culture as a way to introduce the country. The Spanish people who love Korea expect to see and learn more of authentic Korea in the days to come.
By Josep Manuel Branas i Espineira and Kim Boram
2008.04.22
from:
http://koreaherald.com/
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Saturday, March 15, 2008
Does this make me simpleminded?
Soundtrack: hit play and start reading.
Ambulance, by TV on the Radio, live.
Great song, fantastic arrangement, cool video, really interesting band. They sing with imperative and authority that makes me really enjoy them. Also totally unique: I haven't heard anything like them elsewhere.
As always, the littlest things make me the happiest. It's spring now, and spring is nice (though fall is still my favourite). I'm reading the third draft of my best friend's novel, and it's friggin' good, and I'm doing the third draft revisions on my own novella, as well as the two plays I wrote last year; soon they'll be ready to put into circulation.
Meanwhile, I've said it before, but I love this about Seoul: behind the main street of Jongno, there's a little back-alley network full of little mom and pop restaurants and winding "head-in-there-drunk-and-you'll-never-find-your-way-out" pathways and things.
You get a little alley like this, (above and below) where the average age for the owner/operators of the restaurants is about 59. . .
Then take five more steps, point the camera the other way, and this is what you have across the street.
What a wonder Seoul can be! (Especially north of the river, where the history goes back longer.)
by the way: I named the the picture above "alleyotherside," which sounds like a great name for the protagonist of a children's book. I love good names. "Alley Otherside" is a winner.
Check the end of the handrail here, above Chunggye Stream in downtown Seoul -- the little stuff you notice out the corner of your eye. . .
Get in a little closer. . .
I suppose it's good they didn't flick their cigarettes onto the pedestrians walking by below. . . but it's still a little tiresome when so many people use the city as an ashtray. It's just ridiculous how many men smoke in Korea (though women are starting to catch up, as the taboo against women being caught puffing slowly fades).
Anyway, this creative disposal method make me snicker, even if the principle behind it is kind of. . . whatever you call the opposite of civic-minded.
But even when something like that chokes me up, all it takes to cheer me up again. . .
is an olive tomato ciabatta. Sweet Goliath's sandal-goo, those things are great. Wood and Brick (by Gwanghwamun station) serves up the best ciabatta breads I've found in Seoul, though I still haven't found anything to match the focaccia breads or bagels my mom's old boss, Martin served over in Agassiz.
One for the "blog" of "unnecessary" quotation marks.
I found these comics, uncredited, on a random website, and liked them. . . but I wish I knew who to blame for their awesomeness. If any of my readers recognizes the style, or can connect me with the source, please let me know! Meanwhile. . . topical. I like these ones. Especially after all my harping on moral authority on this blog in the last year.
from the movie Munich, re: Israel's answering violence with more violence: "We are supposed to be righteous. That's a beautiful thing. And we're losing it. If I lose that, that's everything. That's my soul."
If you don't like the "F" word, don't look at these next two pictures, but they sure made ME laugh out loud.
Actual shop sign I saw in Itaewon (and you know it's me because who else posts such bad quality pictures from his dumb cameraphone?)
His mom probably went out and said "My son's going to an English afterschool academy; maybe I should get him some English-language T-shirts so he'll fit in."
(found this in a collection of random, submitted photos from a "crazy konglish koreans" facebook group.)Look a little closer at this Starbucks "Hey! We do fair trade now, too!" poster:
Isn't that guy a dead ringer for a young George W. Bush?I wonder what the story is here:
This shop seems empty, it looks like it's been empty for a while.
The volume of ads that have been slid under the door by advertisers implies at least a month since anyone took any kind of care of the shop. . .
and there might have been somebody sleeping inside: saw a lump behind a wooden lattice, but didn't want to investigate too closely; being chased by a hobo is not my idea of a good time.
Meanwhile, I'm a happy cat, generally. Send your good wishes and prayers out to Girlfriendoseyo, as she's in a stressful time at work; a slowly souring situation just started quickly souring, and we hope we can make the best of it, but that means she'll be pretty busy for a little while, and poor old Roboseyo will have to gather scraps of time togetheroseyo where he can, until things are back stable again.
Another simple pleasure for this simple mind:
Lindt 70% dark chocolate (milk-free, and therefore non deadlyoseyo for me and my milk allergy) is available at Starbucks (which also serves soy milk, still the only coffee shop to do so in Seoul, and therefore recipient of my dogged loyalty, despite being a global conglomerate and therefore the antichrist, and despite spreading like a virus in downtown Seoul). Get the dark, bitter chocolate for 1500 won, and then a caramel maquillado (maybe with an extra espresso shot if it's too sweet on its own, and soy milk for the allergy, if you're me) for [more than I'd like to admit paying for a single drink of anything less than Guinness, or a Belgian lager], and sip the maquillado while you have a bit of chocolate in your mouth: the bitter rich chocolate gets molten by the hot sweet maquillado and makes a tasty combination. It's like a liquid tootsie roll, with caffeine! Really, how could it get better than that, short of giving you really awesome dreams the night after drinking it, where you can breathe underwater, or fly, or grow into a giant with ninja skills and get back at Jason Moesker for picking on you in grade school!
Sorry. No pictures of my lindt chockillado: tastes just don't translate into pictures. . . though you gotta see how they use image and sound to explain tastes in the pixar movie Ratatouille, my favourite, and possibly the best, movie of 2007 (in my opinion). Couldn't find a clip of that, but I recommend you go see it.
later!
Ambulance, by TV on the Radio, live.
Great song, fantastic arrangement, cool video, really interesting band. They sing with imperative and authority that makes me really enjoy them. Also totally unique: I haven't heard anything like them elsewhere.
As always, the littlest things make me the happiest. It's spring now, and spring is nice (though fall is still my favourite). I'm reading the third draft of my best friend's novel, and it's friggin' good, and I'm doing the third draft revisions on my own novella, as well as the two plays I wrote last year; soon they'll be ready to put into circulation.
Meanwhile, I've said it before, but I love this about Seoul: behind the main street of Jongno, there's a little back-alley network full of little mom and pop restaurants and winding "head-in-there-drunk-and-you'll-never-find-your-way-out" pathways and things.
You get a little alley like this, (above and below) where the average age for the owner/operators of the restaurants is about 59. . .
Then take five more steps, point the camera the other way, and this is what you have across the street.
What a wonder Seoul can be! (Especially north of the river, where the history goes back longer.)
by the way: I named the the picture above "alleyotherside," which sounds like a great name for the protagonist of a children's book. I love good names. "Alley Otherside" is a winner.
Check the end of the handrail here, above Chunggye Stream in downtown Seoul -- the little stuff you notice out the corner of your eye. . .
Get in a little closer. . .
I suppose it's good they didn't flick their cigarettes onto the pedestrians walking by below. . . but it's still a little tiresome when so many people use the city as an ashtray. It's just ridiculous how many men smoke in Korea (though women are starting to catch up, as the taboo against women being caught puffing slowly fades).
Anyway, this creative disposal method make me snicker, even if the principle behind it is kind of. . . whatever you call the opposite of civic-minded.
But even when something like that chokes me up, all it takes to cheer me up again. . .
is an olive tomato ciabatta. Sweet Goliath's sandal-goo, those things are great. Wood and Brick (by Gwanghwamun station) serves up the best ciabatta breads I've found in Seoul, though I still haven't found anything to match the focaccia breads or bagels my mom's old boss, Martin served over in Agassiz.
One for the "blog" of "unnecessary" quotation marks.
I found these comics, uncredited, on a random website, and liked them. . . but I wish I knew who to blame for their awesomeness. If any of my readers recognizes the style, or can connect me with the source, please let me know! Meanwhile. . . topical. I like these ones. Especially after all my harping on moral authority on this blog in the last year.
from the movie Munich, re: Israel's answering violence with more violence: "We are supposed to be righteous. That's a beautiful thing. And we're losing it. If I lose that, that's everything. That's my soul."
If you don't like the "F" word, don't look at these next two pictures, but they sure made ME laugh out loud.
Actual shop sign I saw in Itaewon (and you know it's me because who else posts such bad quality pictures from his dumb cameraphone?)
His mom probably went out and said "My son's going to an English afterschool academy; maybe I should get him some English-language T-shirts so he'll fit in."
(found this in a collection of random, submitted photos from a "crazy konglish koreans" facebook group.)Look a little closer at this Starbucks "Hey! We do fair trade now, too!" poster:
Isn't that guy a dead ringer for a young George W. Bush?I wonder what the story is here:
This shop seems empty, it looks like it's been empty for a while.
The volume of ads that have been slid under the door by advertisers implies at least a month since anyone took any kind of care of the shop. . .
and there might have been somebody sleeping inside: saw a lump behind a wooden lattice, but didn't want to investigate too closely; being chased by a hobo is not my idea of a good time.
Meanwhile, I'm a happy cat, generally. Send your good wishes and prayers out to Girlfriendoseyo, as she's in a stressful time at work; a slowly souring situation just started quickly souring, and we hope we can make the best of it, but that means she'll be pretty busy for a little while, and poor old Roboseyo will have to gather scraps of time togetheroseyo where he can, until things are back stable again.
Another simple pleasure for this simple mind:
Lindt 70% dark chocolate (milk-free, and therefore non deadlyoseyo for me and my milk allergy) is available at Starbucks (which also serves soy milk, still the only coffee shop to do so in Seoul, and therefore recipient of my dogged loyalty, despite being a global conglomerate and therefore the antichrist, and despite spreading like a virus in downtown Seoul). Get the dark, bitter chocolate for 1500 won, and then a caramel maquillado (maybe with an extra espresso shot if it's too sweet on its own, and soy milk for the allergy, if you're me) for [more than I'd like to admit paying for a single drink of anything less than Guinness, or a Belgian lager], and sip the maquillado while you have a bit of chocolate in your mouth: the bitter rich chocolate gets molten by the hot sweet maquillado and makes a tasty combination. It's like a liquid tootsie roll, with caffeine! Really, how could it get better than that, short of giving you really awesome dreams the night after drinking it, where you can breathe underwater, or fly, or grow into a giant with ninja skills and get back at Jason Moesker for picking on you in grade school!
Sorry. No pictures of my lindt chockillado: tastes just don't translate into pictures. . . though you gotta see how they use image and sound to explain tastes in the pixar movie Ratatouille, my favourite, and possibly the best, movie of 2007 (in my opinion). Couldn't find a clip of that, but I recommend you go see it.
later!
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