terça-feira, 29 de novembro de 2016

Postmodernism, Pastiche, parody, collage and other tags

Postmodernism, the designation of the cultural system resulting from late capitalism and globalization (see Fredric Jameson, Postmodernism of the Cultural Logic of Late Capitalism, 1991), implies related concepts of our time such as mobility, hybridization of the individual, and relativization ad decenterin fo the self. It is also associated with networking and its disturbance of traitional organizations, hierarchies, as well as with the ceaseless immediacy and reproduction of images, transgression of borders and confluence of shapes and spaces (giving way to collage), upsetting narratives in time, and hence history.

Pastiche, entailing the consatant imitation, through media, of what the very media propagandized as unique and singular (or exclusive), becomes a practice appropriated both by the arts and by popular culture (hence pop art)

About the uniqueness as a construction of certain industries, collective of communitary interests, Fredric Jameson coined the useful term culture of the simulacrum, insisting on imitation of things for which perhaps no real original existed. However, is definition of pastiche as "neutral practice of mimicry, without satirical impulse, without laughter" is perhaps not so useful as the term parody coined by another postmodernism theorist, Linda Hutcheon.

Linda Hutcheon's conception of parody conflates many other similar ones: "Parody—often called ironic quotation, pastiche, appropriation, or intertextuality—is usually considered central to postmodernism, both by its detractors and its defenders" (Politics of Postmodernism) . Unlike Jameson, who considers such postmodern parody as a symptom of the age, one way in which we have lost our connection to the past and to effective political critique, Hutcheon argues that "through a double process of installing and ironizing, parody signals how present representations come from past ones and what ideological consequences derive from both continuity and difference" (1989, p. 93). Hutcheon believes in parody as transformational repetition, or repetition with a difference.


(1984)


What temporal differences are signaled by Madonna's parody(ies)?

- blurring of fact and fiction ( the end of the great narratives) - see the French word "faction"
- empowerment of woman as individual (for better or for worse)... but the individual in general has hallowed, or decentered of self (perhaps)
- breaking down of tabus (sex)... but also religion, and race
- multilayered iconicity, or the overdetermined symbol


(1993)

Other traits:
- transnationality and hybrid ethnicity
- de-differentiation

Madonna - the lyrics and the nonverbal, "Like a Prayer" (1989)


Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home

Chorus:
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

I hear your voice, it's like an angel singing
I have no choice, I hear your voice
Feels like flying
I close my eyes, Oh God I think I'm falling
Out of the sky, I close my eyes
Heaven help me

Chorus:
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

Like a child you whisper softly to me
You're in control just like a child
Now I'm dancing
It's like a dream, no end and no beginning
You're here with me, it's like a dream
Let the choir sing

Chorus:
When you call my name it's like a little prayer
I'm down on my knees, I wanna take you there
In the midnight hour I can feel your power
Just like a prayer you know I'll take you there

Life is a mystery, everyone must stand alone
I hear you call my name
And it feels like home

Just like a prayer, your voice can take me there
Just like a muse to me, you are a mystery
Just like a dream, you are not what you seem
Just like a prayer, no choice
your voice can take me there

Just like a prayer, I'll take you there
It's like a dream to me

Madonna (b. Louise Ciccone in 1958)




1984, Like a Virgin

1984/5, Material Girl


 Madonna, "Happy Inauguration Mr. President" [for Bill Clinton in Saturday Night Live, 1993): http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x190d5j_madonna-singing-as-marilyn-monroe-1993_music

Marilyn Monroe (b. Norma Jean, 1926, died of a barbiturate overdose August 1962)


in Diamonds are a Girl's Best Friends (1953)


at JFK's birthday, May 1962:


domingo, 27 de novembro de 2016

Who killed Norma Jean? (Pete Seeger, 1963)

Who killed Norma Jean?
I, said the City, as a civic duty,
I killed Norma Jean.
Who saw her die?
I, said the Night, and a bedroom light,
We saw her die.
Who'll catch her blood?
I, said the Fan, with my little pan,
I'll catch her blood.
Who'll make her shroud?
I, said the Lover, my guilt to cover,
I'll make her shroud.
Who'll dig her grave?
The tourist will come and join in the fun,
He'll dig her grave.

Who'll be chief mourners?
We who represent, and lose our ten percent.
We'll be the chief mourners.
Who'll bear the pall?
We, said the Press, in pain and distress,
We'll bear the pall.
Who'll toll the bell?
I, screamed the mother, locked in her tower,
I'll pull the bell.
Who'll soon forget?
I, said the Page, beginning to fade,
I'll be the first to forget.

Only a Pawn in Their Game (1964)

A bullet from the back of a bush
Took Medgar Evers' blood
A finger fired the trigger to his name
A handle hid out in the dark
A hand set the spark
Two eyes took the aim
Behind a man's brain
But he can't be blamed
He's only a pawn in their game

A South politician preaches to the poor white man
"You got more than the blacks, don't complain
You're better than them, you been born with white skin, " they explain
And the Negro's name
Is used, it is plain
For the politician's gain
As he rises to fame
And the poor white remains
On the caboose of the train
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game

The deputy sheriffs, the soldiers, the governors get paid
And the marshals and cops get the same
But the poor white man's used in the hands of them all like a tool
He's taught in his school
From the start by the rule
That the laws are with him
To protect his white skin
To keep up his hate
So he never thinks straight
'Bout the shape that he's in
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game



From the poverty shacks, he looks from the cracks to the tracks
And the hoofbeats pound in his brain
And he's taught how to walk in a pack
Shoot in the back
With his fist in a clinch
To hang and to lynch
To hide 'neath the hood
To kill with no pain
Like a dog on a chain
He ain't got no name
But it ain't him to blame
He's only a pawn in their game


Today, Medgar Evers was buried from the bullet he caught
They lowered him down as a king
But when the shadowy sun sets on the one
That fired the gun
He'll see by his grave
On the stone that remains
Carved next to his name
His epitaph plain
Only a pawn in their game

sexta-feira, 18 de novembro de 2016

Homework for November 21

According to your time, answer to both or either of these questions

1. Based on J. Dunlap's article on Bob Dylan and on your own research/knowledge, what do you think the phrase "American Idealism" means? Do you agree that it may be applied to Dylan?


2. Creative Writing Practice: based on the following stanzas from the song "The Ballad of Hollis Brown" , write a continuation for the narrative (in whatever format - song, short story, letter, autobiographical narrative, news report, etc.) in which you include elements of at least two other topics already studied in this class (the spectacle of the West, the penny press and the mixture of fact and fiction in news, detective novels, cartoons and stereotypes, comics and superheroes, etc.). In the end, add a max. of 5 informative lines explaning just which elements you connected).