<?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-17889639</id><updated>2011-09-28T03:12:09.670-07:00</updated><title type='text'>VN SI ST LA WIEN</title><subtitle type='html'>aventurile lui ST si VN la viena in timpul rezidentei lor la MQ</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</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>46</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-114399840308228840</id><published>2006-04-02T10:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:20:03.096-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Fluc + Fennesz</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/01042006%28007%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/01042006%28007%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/01042006%28006%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/01042006%28006%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/01042006%28004%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/01042006%28004%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/01042006%28002%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/01042006%28002%29.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back in Vienna as i said, going back to the good old days of really nice things to do. Last night been back to (the new) &lt;a href="http://www.fluc.at"&gt;fluc&lt;/a&gt; to see Fennesz doing an intenese performance. It was good to see him again after his performance in Bucharest at the &lt;a href="http://www.rokolectiv.ro"&gt;rokolectiv&lt;/a&gt; when maybe due to the big size of the venue his music reached the audience with a less intense vibe. Good to be back to Fluc, good to see familiar faces and meet new people too&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-114399840308228840?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/114399840308228840/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=114399840308228840' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/114399840308228840'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/114399840308228840'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2006/04/fluc-fennesz.html' title='Fluc + Fennesz'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-114399775850903826</id><published>2006-04-02T10:05:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-04-02T10:09:18.523-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Back in  Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_3992.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_3992.jpg" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here I am back in Vienna for a few days, enjoying every minute of it...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-114399775850903826?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/114399775850903826/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=114399775850903826' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/114399775850903826'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/114399775850903826'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2006/04/back-in-vienna.html' title='Back in  Vienna'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113388922374429832</id><published>2005-12-06T08:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-17T20:02:37.270-08:00</updated><title type='text'>MINUS 110° C - the SUB ZERO cryogenic sauna painchamber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/DSC06420.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/DSC06420.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/DSC06417.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/DSC06417.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/DSC06402_1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/DSC06402_1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/DSC06399.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/DSC06399.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/DSC06418.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/DSC06418.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/IMG_2611.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/IMG_2611.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113388922374429832?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113388922374429832/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113388922374429832' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113388922374429832'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113388922374429832'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/12/minus-110-c-sub-zero-cryogenic-sauna.html' title='MINUS 110° C - the SUB ZERO cryogenic sauna painchamber'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113382636683334307</id><published>2005-12-05T15:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-06T01:00:14.590-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy together</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0238.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0238.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0971.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0971.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;It's been 5 days since I left Vienna and it took me this long to decide what is going to be my last entry on this blog. So many great things, so many beautiful moments to remember. I guess having people around was the best. I just can't belive how lucky I was to be there with them. I know though that Vienna stays there and I will be back sooner or later. I know that part of Vienna stays with me and hopefully I will build part of it around me in Bucharest. It was hard to leave Vienna but it's good to be back.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113382636683334307?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113382636683334307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113382636683334307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113382636683334307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113382636683334307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/12/happy-together.html' title='Happy together'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113291589288612980</id><published>2005-11-25T02:45:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-01T04:31:03.596-08:00</updated><title type='text'>cocktail churning denizens feedin' the booze slavebots</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/chris.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/chris.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/alex.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/alex.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; vlad is gone, is the same as saying cosminas was here. it is a densly packed moment that seems to stretch out itself. This entry is going to be EN because it is dedicated to all the metabloggers out there, typing out there life-histories as real threads. Bloggs are scrolling things. They are part of the stream of counsciousness and when they are about to stop you feel like someone is holding his breath. We get angry, enthusiastic, sad, extatic about new entries, about the most recent posting, as if our daily unfolding would depend on it. Bloggs are full of necessary things. Marked by tags, even the most insignificant of postings have the potential to become something you can grasp or hold inside the window. Bloggs, in a tradition going back to intimate diaries and hidden pillow books are full of undiferentiated information or hard to separate data. They differ from older forms of confessional reports maybe in the way they are shared. Unlimited access also creates the need to cut-out, edit or re-edit, and it also makes you want to feed the others with more of yourself. Inside the blog your are making yourself easy to recover, to catch and distribute. Reading your own edited entries is like ensuring that you can always feed in new sequences. Cherish the moments when you stop and go back to it. The blog makes you discover or ask yourself which tidbits of existence are there to be generally shared or guarded to yourself. Each blogg may have a shadow-blogg, containg all the things you chose to skip, live away or continue some other time.&lt;br /&gt;The shadow-blogg may influence like a clump of dark invisible matter the shape of the visible entries - small solid &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/cal.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/cal.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;accretions growing on the sides of the barely uttered things. Sometimes the blog is devoid of many things, because you just simply feel like living them out and trying to keep them happening as unwritten instances.&lt;br /&gt;Blogging is a nautical activity, it keeps the blogger testing the waters. The waters of the net have strong currents and undercurrents, so you feel like you need to ensure some sort of trail making it easier for you to return to a safe port. You feel like attaching onto a piece of drifting wood swimming in your direction. At least a few reference points on the grid. It also keeps you ahead of your own ship with maps lying open for a new course. The log also encrypts a lot of unusual information. In fact nautical logs always gathered data about miraculous happenings, atmospheric irregularities and stellar quirkiness. Of weird fish, unexpected birds and dolphins gliding under the belly of your ship. Logging to the log keeps time and position under controll, tough you might find out that some logs also talk about mutiny and hunger. They are more quick and more direct in recognizing and showing the private perspectives and discoveries that are hard to pin down.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some logs are complacent and quiet, regulary spewing more of themselves on the shores of many distant screens. Some logs need to prove themselves, trying hard to convey of what its about and what did you miss by not being part of their posting spree. The log helps you keep track of yourself in the daily storm with the help of a tastature where most of the letters are illisible. You make it just by knowing where to hit the key.&lt;br /&gt;Surely the better bloggs offer you insight into a lot of unfinished journeys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;photos courtesy of Jake Appelbaum aka ioerror&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/ioerror/"&gt;http://www.flickr.com/photos/ioerror/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113291589288612980?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113291589288612980/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113291589288612980' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113291589288612980'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113291589288612980'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/cocktail-churning-denizens-feedin.html' title='cocktail churning denizens feedin&apos; the booze slavebots'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113291525676018789</id><published>2005-11-25T02:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-12-16T07:33:22.490-08:00</updated><title type='text'>ROBOEXOTICA FEST 2005 - collaborative fictions &amp; social robotics in Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/barbecuel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/barbecuel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asea, si acuma sa va zic ceva despre ce inseamna sa participi la un festival de roboti care nu fac altceva decit sa serveasca sirguinciosi creatorii lor. Omul creeaza masini care sa il duca mai repede la pierzanie. Omul si-a facut cocktailuri din epoci imemoriale utilizind tot felul de plante si substante care i-au alterat constiinta, morala si sensiblitatea. Asa a inventat omul stiinta mixologica(chiar exista mixologi extrem de cunoscuti si celebri). Dusa la extrema arta cocktailurilor face din oameni niste roboti in cautare de combustibil si din masini niste butelii umblatoare. Roboexotica este un festival de roboti organizat in fiecare an aici in Viena de Monochrom, Shifz si Biroul de Filozofie. Cred ca cel mai simplu si cinstit ar fi sa iau in parte fiecare robot/masinarie si sa incerc sa il descriu. Swergej Teterin care e un tip fabulos care locuieste in orasul Perm din Rusia, chiar intre granita oficiala dintre Europa si Asia. Este mic, sfrijit dar de o energie si cu o sclipire extraordinara in el. Este un tip modest dar se pare ca a pus pe picioare un festival undeva in Scotia si ca se pregateste sa faca la Riga un festival pe tema masini si proiecte anti-standard. De la el am invatat ca low-ul cu high-ul se pupa foarte bine si ca nu trebuie sa ai toate de la aceeasi firma cu aceeasi eticheta ca sa le dai un sens si sa le faci sa produca ceva inovator. FILM MINCER-ul lui Teterin este o masina sovietica de tocat carne conectata la un laptop si la un monitor tv. Daca dai la manivela masinii de tocat filme inainte poti sa derulezi si sa vezi filmul pe ecran. Deci oricum ai da inainte si inapoi, imaginea merge ca la primele masini de filmat manuale. Lectia: manualitatea nu dispare din tehnica, ea este inglobata sau absorbita cumva de noile tehnolgii. Chiar si mouse-ul se comporta ca o masina de rasnit, cu o bila care se roteste sau o raza care 'freaca' o suprafata. Frictiunea este aparent limitata de tehnologiile fine si invizibile dar principiile fizice ramin acolo. De aia merita sa freci filmul dind la rasnita - filemele erau defapt filme vechi mute sau filmele grupului aia de performance rus care se autodinamiteaza, se antreneaza pt mafie cu pistoale de plastic. Masina de rasnit filme este mai greu de manipulat decit un mouse, dar pe de alta parte filmul il vezi numai daca esti activ. Daca vrei sa vezi ce se intimpla, sa derulezi sau sa dai inapoi este mult mai natural sa dai la o manivela. Manivela corespunde direct nevoii tale de a derula filmul. Filmul trebuie derulat cu mina. In felul asta intelegi si de nu te mai misca nici un film si de ce zaci ca un cartof de canapea cu ochii blegiti pe ecran. Alta masinarie interesanta a fost cea facuta de unul din membrii quintessenz. Stiu ca ati prins poanta. Pina acum nu am zis nimic de robotii producatori de cocktailuri colorate - da lasa ca vine si aia. Masina de care zic este o masina de fumat tigari! Ai chef de un fum, te roade ca o sa mori in chinuri pe motive de tutun? Te injura nefumatorii? Si cu toate astea vrei sa iesi afara la o tigara las ca stiu io. Ei bine masina asta poate sa aprinda tigari daca i le dai si le poate si consuma, aspira si arde cit ai zice peste. O mana robotica simpla e calibrata sa duca la un mic furtun tigarile aprinse pe care mai apoi le fumeaza pe nerasuflate. Fumul este aspirat in furtun si este exhalat undeva. Dintr-o singur fum intr-un minut masina iti fumeaza tigara...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acum hai sa va zic de primul cocktail - cumva din familia vomitivelor. E vorba de o papusa dinaia in marime naturala de cauciuc, costumata si asezata pe scaun linga o masa. Papusa are o mutra de mafiot, betiv din anii 30' cu o tigara ofilita pe buza de jos. Pui paharul sub gura, pe masa si astepti: din gura incepe sa se scurga un jet de voma compusa in principal din vodca si suc de portocale. Voila ! Cocktailul e gata. Cum functioneaza? Pai canistrele cu suc si vodca combinate + un senzor asezat sub un carton pe masa. Simplu si eficace. Defapt robotul asta era atit de bine asezat sub o scara in apropiere incit simteai ca e unu acolo care doarme pe el. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/bowelbotl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/bowelbotl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unul din cei mai vechi roboti de fata este facut de cei de la &lt;a href="http://www.shifz.org/"&gt;http://www.shifz.org/&lt;/a&gt;- in principal un tripod umblator cu un ochi ciclopic in virf. Ochiul asta se mai si rotea si te privea din cind in cind. Functia insa era clara, teleghidat de o mina darnica te trezeai ca iti da peste tine ca sa bagi mina intr-un recipient&lt;br /&gt;plin in functie de zi: alune, chips, arahide, etc. Chris de la Shifz a mai facut ceva grozav. A facut o pista cu masini de curse de jucarie unde poti activa si cistiga cursa doar daca iti folosesti puterea gindului! Nu glumesc - totul functiona cu ajutorul unor tehnologii utilizate in medicina, adica aparate de masurat activitatea cerebrala. Tot echipamentul - serum, alifii etc speciale, si chiar si ceva de pus pe cap si pe corp. Mai intii vedeai encefalograma si dupa aia prins diversele stari ale creierului incepai sa alternezi voltaju care misca masinutele... Pista in sine era misto, avea si munti cu tunele si o camera de supraveghere care se misca rotindu-se de jur imprejur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/sergei%20teterin%20si%20davidl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/sergei%20teterin%20si%20davidl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Existau robotei de diferite marimi. Unul era un paianjen metalic care se misca teleghidat cu niste picioare cu to felul de articulatii. Era defapt o jucarie metalica care venea spre tine cu o luminare pe spinare cu care iti puteai aprinde tigarile.&lt;br /&gt;Alt robotel mergea urmarind o dunga neagra pe o masa - asa ajungea cu paharul tau la sursa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acu hai sa va zic si despre oameni. Majoritatea Cal, David, Jake Appelbaum - sint din San Francisco - singura reduta ramasa cit de cit libera pe continentul american. Toti sint implicati politic si foarte anti-americani cum e si previzibil... Cal de exemplu a zis ca nu poate sa inteleaga pe europeni cum incurajeaza industriile alimentare americane care la rindul lor sint atit de legate de complexul militar-industrial. Cal avea pe o bucata de iarba dinaia prefabricata un fel de grill cu colti de tabla care sta sa te apuce de mina. In cusca asta hidraulica era un jet de gaz la care puteai sa prajesti carnati si piine. Pe iarba mai aveau un fel de robot care circula incet pe patru picioare. Alt caz aparte il constituia robotul lui Franke Ablienger numit GESUNDHEIT - SANATATE. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/ruckbotl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/ruckbotl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nu se termina aici. Roboexotika nu este doar o stare de ebrietate androida, este si o serie de discutii si prezentari. La una din ele a venit scriitorul si teoreticianul Corz Doctorow. El este unul din blogger-ii de pe BoingBoing &lt;a href="http://boingboing.net/"&gt;http://boingboing.net/&lt;/a&gt; / un repetoriu de lucruri fabuloase si mirobolante. Tot ceea ce nu stiai ca iti poate folosi zilnic la ceva este strins si comentat de niste internautii sirguinciosi. &lt;br /&gt;Corz Docotrow este un scriitor de sf din Canada. El a citit si o povestire scurta inspirata de povestile spuse de bunica lui, suprvietuitoarea de pe urma asediului Stalingradului. Erau vremuri grele si oamenii erau in stare de orice ca sa supravietuiasca. Povestirea e mutata intr-un viitor in care conflictul este intre cei care adopta cyborgii si cei care nu. Batalia se duce intr-un oras asediat si personajul principal este o mica fetita. Cartile lui Cory pot fi date jos de pe net - iar sit-ul lui este &lt;a href="http://craphound.com/"&gt;http://craphound.com/&lt;/a&gt; - acolo gasiti si mp3 cu texte recitate. Pe linga postirile sale Cory este si un bun comentator si observator al problemelor legate de drepturile de autor pe internet. El a facut atras atentia ca oprotocolul actual al netului se bazeaza pe practicile si atitudinile acelor oameni care au fost primii sai utilizatori si creatori. Nu este o intimplare ca avem astayi posibilitatea sa vedem listate pe un email toate raspunsurile anterioare si ca totul se inlantuie intr-un thread datat. Spre exemplu daca netul prin absurd ar fi fost dezvoltat ca urmare a activitatilor unor avocati atunci lucrurile ar fi stat probabil foarte diferit. De obicei avocatii isi sfatuiesc clientii sa stearga orice mesaje anterioare pt ca acestea pot fi folosite ca dovada impotriva lor odata ce calcultoarele au fost sechestrate etc. Dar netul s-a dezvoltat in virtutea faptului ca oamenii de stiinta care l/au ultilizat initial aveau nevoie sa stie clar care sint rezultatele colegilor lor, ca sa poata sa reproduca experientele si sa testeze acele rezultate.    &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La Roboexotica am facut o comentariu pe marginea dizertatiei lui Peter Asaro despre fictiunea prin colaborare si emotia robotica in filmul Artificial Inteligence. Filmul acesta se datoreaza muncii lui Spielberg dar si a lui Kubrick, Arthur C. Clark si inca catorva oameni. Cumva aceasta productie comuna prin colaborare mimeaza stilul colaborarii proiectelor de roboti si inteligenta artificiala. Intotdeuna este vorba de o serie de oameni care au un aport diferit la problema robotilor. Peter Asaro a facut si un documentar pe tema asta numit LOVE MACHINE. Peter este un om minunat si mi-a dat o copie a documentarului incurajindu-ma sa o dau si sa o raspindesc mai departe. Filmul asta spre diferenta de alte filme cu roboti si cu inginerii de roboti ridica si o serie de probleme etice si filozofice - mai mult el da un rol foarte important celor care comenteaza si fabuleaza pe tema robotilor. Dragostea fata de roboti si fata de sintetic este abordata si din perspectiva cybersexului si a sex toyz-urilor de diferite facturi. In final problema este simpla. Ce conteaza daca Decker din Blade Runner se indragosteste de o replicanta - important e ca se indragosteste si din momentul ala nu mai conteaza ca ea este un robot. Din clipa aia se schimba toata optica filmului si el incepe sa dezvolte sentimente de atasament fata de o fiinta sintetica. In A.I. copilul este redus la un set strict de reactii si sentimente filiale fata de mama sa in principal. Pe modelul Pinocchio el este cumva limitat de dorinta lui de a fi acceptat ca fiinta umana de parintii lui umani. Parintii lui insa sint si ei limitati in cantitea de grija si atentie pe care i-o pot oferi. Dupa revenirea fiului adevarat - baietelul robotic este inalturat. Poate cea mai puternica scena este scena despartirii in padure cind mama il duce si ii da drumul mintindu-l ca se vor juca de-a vatea-scunselea. Este pt prima data cind si ea isi da seama ca s-a atasat de aceste copil creat si gindit ca un copil perfect care nu creste niciodata mare. Asta este poate si dilema familiei occidentale care doreste copii perfecti - fixati intr-o copilarie perpetua. Sfirstul de la A.I. pare tras de par, adaugit, completat in mod nenecesar. Dar asta este si sfirsitul de la Pinochio. Carlo Goldoni scriitorul din sec. XIX este obligat sa introduca Zina cea buna care ii face copil adevarat. In prima versiune Pinocchio moare spinzurat din cauza ca s-a combinat cu cine nu trebuia.   &lt;br /&gt;Dragostea robotica din A.I. este limitata la o ierarhie a amorului in logica occidentala. Relatia mama copil primeaza asupra relatiei dintre tata si copil, copil si Gigolo Joe sau Gigolo Joe si diversele lui cliente. Gigolo Joe are o viata afectiva mult mai bogata dar iata el este trecut intr-un con de umbra. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/david%20cheersl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/david%20cheersl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/gesundheitl.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/gesundheitl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;courtesy Jake Appelbaum aka ioerror&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113291525676018789?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113291525676018789/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113291525676018789' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113291525676018789'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113291525676018789'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/roboexotica-fest-2005-collaborative.html' title='ROBOEXOTICA FEST 2005 - collaborative fictions &amp; social robotics in Vienna'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113276477207226821</id><published>2005-11-23T08:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-23T08:52:52.096-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cosmin Costinas</title><content type='html'>Cosmin Costinas was here.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113276477207226821?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113276477207226821/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113276477207226821' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113276477207226821'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113276477207226821'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/cosmin-costinas.html' title='Cosmin Costinas'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113257791934109603</id><published>2005-11-21T04:49:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T04:58:39.343-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Playing with Terrorism</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1069.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1069.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1025.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1025.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1084.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1072.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1072.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113257791934109603?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113257791934109603/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113257791934109603' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113257791934109603'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113257791934109603'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/playing-with-terrorism.html' title='Playing with Terrorism'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113257716363469478</id><published>2005-11-21T04:41:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-21T05:03:14.710-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philipp plays</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1011.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1011.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1013.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1013.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1010.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1010.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1009.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1009.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1012.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1012.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You know Philipp from one of Stefan's old posts. Here he is playing with the terrorist balloon.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113257716363469478?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113257716363469478/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113257716363469478' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113257716363469478'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113257716363469478'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/philipp-plays.html' title='Philipp plays'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113233846167311290</id><published>2005-11-18T10:19:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:27:41.673-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Basti</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_1073.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_1073.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basti is from Timisoara and I met him three years ago at TMbase. He's just started university here doing graphic design. He's staying with me until he finds a place to live. It's great to have him around as he's got such an amazingly good energy. &lt;a href="http://www.algoritma.ro/DILEMA/94/CristiNE.htm"&gt;Here is an interview &lt;/a&gt;with him (Romanian language) talking about his &lt;3RO stickers.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113233846167311290?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113233846167311290/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113233846167311290' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113233846167311290'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113233846167311290'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/basti.html' title='Basti'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113233793757870542</id><published>2005-11-18T09:53:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T10:18:57.626-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chillin</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0970.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0970.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0957.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0957.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0966.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0966.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some nights we come together and chat, read or just have a laugh. Maria, Cosima and Andi are all gone and I miss them already. But only two weeks and I'll see them in Bucharest. Basti is still around.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113233793757870542?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113233793757870542/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113233793757870542' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113233793757870542'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113233793757870542'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/chillin.html' title='Chillin'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113232468224198009</id><published>2005-11-18T05:14:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-18T07:35:25.460-08:00</updated><title type='text'>KILLER TAPES - HÖRSPIELKASSETTEN von Andreas 'Krach' Stoiber</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/sf1.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/sf1.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/RHODAN04.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/RHODAN04.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/sf4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/sf4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Stii ca am vrut sa bag direct despre festivalul de roboti subapreciati din apropiere - Roboexotica, despre&lt;br /&gt;roboti care vomeaza oranjeada in pahar de sampanie, despre ce a zis cory doctorow de la boingboing(pionerii blogging-ului), si despre film mincerul lui sergey teterin..&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dar am ramas dator cu o alta treaba. pe krach il stiti nu ? E gagiul cu fata de pustiulica hanibal lector cu care a venit Karl FM Zombiemaus' mai intii la Simultan si apoi la AVmotional. El este un emigrant venit din Bavaria pe meleagurile vieneze. Studiaza muzica la facultate si... este unul din cei mai mari colectionari de casete cu piese de teatru din Europa !!!! Are peste 400 de casete !!!! Mamaa daca stiam sa mor daca nu organizam ceva in Timisoara sau altundeva - o prezentare cu ceva din materiale. Ok, o problema ar fi germana, dar tot macar merita VAZUTE cover-urile de la casete!! Inainte de dvd-uri, de mp3, de CD-uri au existat casetele si culmea ca mai exista inca.&lt;br /&gt;Krach utilizeaza in compozitiile lui si sample-uri din piese de pe casetele astea, iar la sfirsitul prezentarii a bagat pe un adaptor dinala pt CD player de pe automobil un breakbeat cu voci samplate.&lt;br /&gt;Krach a venit cu niste cutii uriase pline virf, si niste rafturi mici unde casetele erau separate de pereti de lemn - rafturi manufacturate prin germania undeva(cu un feel de traforaj). Pe mesele din jur din Electric Avenue(pasajul unde sint aglomerate toate mini-institutiile parazitare &amp; tot undergr. din MQ), chiar sub Quintessenz(socio-hackerii) + Monochrom. Erau atit de multe incit nu mai incapeau pe mese. Cu vocea lui de chirurg calm in amfiteatru la o autopsie, Krach a inceput sa vorbeasca despre sunetul de fundal care fissshhhiie intotdeuna pe benzile vechi prea late ca sa poate sa reduca din zgomot. Sint multe serii care se continua si multe versiuni separate, anumite versiuni au coperti diferite dar au acelasi continut. Avea si o caseta desenata de mina - un fel de versiune pirat pe care scria Flohmarkt - Piata de purici, Talcioc. Casetele cu piese de teatru sint si o metoda de a urmari (sau preda publicului) evolutia (d)efectelor de sunet - aparitia unor sunetele reperabile sau modificari de voce care sint si ele din ce in ce mai accentuate in timp. La un moment dat vocea naratorului-actorului devine irecognoscibila, infectata de efecte sonore ridicole, hiperenervante si ininteligibile.&lt;br /&gt;Exista piese de teatru sadice unde un fel de pacala local Kasperl(Die Panierte Hexe etc.), clown care isi face de cap. E una cu el asistind gaborii de pe sosele tarii. El bate copii care provoaca accidente de circulatie. Faza incredibila era ca auzeai copii urlind de durere in timp ce el ii batea! Dar s-a dovedit ca ei erau defapt vrajitoare camuflate. Asta nu inseamna ca s-a terminat inainte ca sa se umple banda cu ZBANG-uri de la exploziile de la masini de pe varianta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Casetele de piese pt copii(sau maturi perversi) combina exact latura asta naiva, copilareasco-cretinoida sau inredibil de doctrinara - influentind poate generatii de oameni care au crescut la sinu lor ascultind asa ceva. Asta nu inseamna ca ele trebuie scoase din casa pe stadion la rug funebru. Uneori gasesti aici cele mai pure si mai dubioase artefacte ale culturii de masa. Mai curind trebuie ele sa ne ajute sa intelegem si sa patrundem misterele unui univers plin de nevinovatii vinovate de diverse frustari, morala si logica tipica unei anumite epoci. Casetele stau cumva inca in stadiul unei culturi orale pline de precepte greu de acceptat, care merg direct la sursele de basm romantic ale culturii noastre eminamente scrise si citite. Ele sint si rudele sarace ale televiziunii. Am ascultat episoade din DALLAS -care pe linga intro-ul celebru nu erau decit niste benzi copiate direct de la televizor dupa serial. Exista Cosmarul de pe Strada Ulmilor (Elm Street boyz &amp; girlz) si tot asa Starrr Trekkk, si multe alte piese horror - povestiri cu fantome - si ele foarte populare. Povestiri cu pirati cu coperti de parca erau luate din carti de creioane colorate. Seria cu Elefantul Meteorolog care are un fel de platforma pe o casa sus - un fel de outpost atmosferic; elefantul se indragosteste de nustiucare elefantita de la circ si asa mai departe.&lt;br /&gt;Casetele functioneaza, si e mare chestie sa asculti intro-urile muzicale la diferite serii spatiale, cu pirati si haiduci - fie ca suna a intro de space opera, simfonie de capa si spada - toate sint bine facute si cu efort. Dovezi ale culturii de la mijlocul anilor 80's sint si casete precum Computer Kids - serii cu mici hackeri care descopera tot felul de crime comise de raufacatori locali. Exista si tot felul de rip-offuri dupa serii precum WoobyDoo (cu greseli de ortografie - e ca si cum ar fi o serie noua, nu?!). Unele sint in dialecte locale precum cele din Elvetia. E o placere sa asisti la diversele autohtonisme cu privire la pinguini(!?!).&lt;br /&gt;Exista si multe serii de cross-over cu pirati spatiali de exemplu. Alta dovada 80cista erau casetele lui Krach cu Transformers - mama ce meseriash e OST(soundtr.-ul). Masters of the Univers(mai stiti cu He-man nu Hi-men!), Castelul lui Skeletor and shit. Cred ca s-a facut si ceva film cu MOTU - ceva jeg ingrozitor de teapa Power 'plastic ieftin' Rangers cu ceva culturisti prin casting sau wrestleri. Din era animatiilor ultra-low(care nu a inceput in anii 90 cu pokemon si alte sailormoonisme) sint multe heidi-uri si pipi-uri.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O caseta mega tare era KOMISSAR ROT. Krach are caseta asta de la bunicasa si este de pe la sfirsitul anilor 70'. Casete prezinta un comisar (pseudo-noir) care este cunoscut in 'scena'. El este din Hamburg si vineaza prin metode soft(uraste violenta) narcotraficantii si drogatii. Cel mai grav este insa ca la inceputul casetei aflam defapt intr-un synopsis tradator toata povestea! Nu mai exista nici o surpriza, stim exact cine e criminalul prins pana la urma - un anume MENDOZA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O ultima dovada a puterii de ingrijoratoare a casetelor sint zgmotele scoase de niste lilieci extraterestrii din nustiuce serie sf - lilieci radioactivi care sint foarte greu de eliminat poate doar cu niste unde care sa le sparga timpanele ultrasensibile. Pe linga asta sint casetele 'pe bune' - cu lectii de invatat stenografie pt secretare sictirite si stenografi incorporati cu voce raaaaaaraaaa si gingavaaaa. Alt bonus sint casetele de wellness - tot ce tine de edificare interna(aici intra si casetele scientologice), spiritualitate de buzunar, relaxare la volan - cu doctori cu nume de fakiri si adrese de unde poti sa comanzi sanatate si prosperitate veshnica. Voci de oameni de bine  care spun: 'Adevarul este in tine, spritul incepe cu tine insuti!'.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asa ca ----====&gt; cautati prin lazile din casa stringeti orice placa sau caseta cu pacala, scufita rosie, hg wells, jules verne pt ca merita prezentate in toata dragalashenia lor monstruoasa. dovezi sonore la:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/info-monochrom/PlanetZetari.mp3"&gt;http://www.monochrom.at/info-monochrom/PlanetZetari.mp3&lt;/a&gt; (Planeta Zetari)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/info-monochrom/Brautgemach.mp3"&gt;http://www.monochrom.at/info-monochrom/Brautgemach.mp3&lt;/a&gt; (Degetica se marita)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113232468224198009?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113232468224198009/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113232468224198009' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113232468224198009'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113232468224198009'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/killer-tapes-hrspielkassetten-von.html' title='KILLER TAPES - HÖRSPIELKASSETTEN von Andreas &apos;Krach&apos; Stoiber'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113199160925899031</id><published>2005-11-14T09:56:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T10:28:24.893-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan Moudov exhibition - crowd</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0915.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0915.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0910.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0910.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0899.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0899.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0907.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0907.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0904.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0904.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Moudov had a show in my studio aka quartier21 temporary home gallery. The project is related to the 2020 Home Gallery in Bucharest, where me and my partner transform our home into a gallery. We invited Ivan to show in our apartment in Bucharest a looong time ago but we never managed to do it. This time we had then chance to invite him to Vienna. It was actually a great idea as many people came and enjoyed the show. We'll probably do another one or two shows in my studio until the end of November.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113199160925899031?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113199160925899031/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113199160925899031' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113199160925899031'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113199160925899031'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/ivan-moudov-exhibition-crowd.html' title='Ivan Moudov exhibition - crowd'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113199011291455958</id><published>2005-11-14T09:39:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T09:46:01.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ivan Moudov exhibition</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0886.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0886.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0885.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0885.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0883.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0883.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;quartier 21&lt;/strong&gt; temporary Home Gallery&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:180%;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ivan Moudov&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Fragments, 14:13 Minutes Priority&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;“Fragments”, 2003/2004&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;During a year and a half I have been collecting parts of different artworks from various museums, galleries and art centers in Europe. I made this suitcase in order to have my collection with me everywhere I go and to be able to show it to everyone who might wish to see it. It is my portable museum and Noah’s ark.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;14:13 Minutes Priority&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;14:13 Minutes Priority is the name of video documentation of a performance that took place at the Schiller Festival I in Weimar. The title is the duration of theperformance that was stopped by the police on 14th minute after the beginning. The performance consists of seven cars moving in the roundabout that connects the downtown, suburbs and shopping mall area of Weimar. The cars involved into performance block the traffic for all those who enter or exit the roundabout.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This work is based on the "One Hour Priority" (2001) performance where the artist is driving a car in a roundabout in the in the centre of Sofia for one hour using his right for priority.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The &lt;strong&gt;quartier 21 temporary Home Gallery&lt;/strong&gt; is a follow up of 2020 Home Gallery – Vlad Nanca’s apartment in Bucharest which is ocasionally being transformed into a gallery hosting exhibitions of young artists from Romania and Eastern Europe. For his artist in residence program in Vienna he decided to transform his temporary living space into a gallery to continue his practice in Bucharest. Ivan Moudov is the first artist to exhibit at the quartier 21 temporary Home Gallery a series of three events to take place during November 2005.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113199011291455958?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113199011291455958/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113199011291455958' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113199011291455958'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113199011291455958'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/ivan-moudov-exhibition.html' title='Ivan Moudov exhibition'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113192751348434320</id><published>2005-11-13T14:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T09:27:49.996-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Thema: FAKE at Public Netbase</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/WIC_illu2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/WIC_illu2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/wio_india_banner_luetgert1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/wio_india_banner_luetgert1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/nikeplatz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/nikeplatz.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Am auzit despre chestia asta de la JG de la monochrom. Mi-a spus daca nu cumva vreau sa merg la o discutie despre fals. Acolo intr-un spatiu de pe Neustiftgasse 17 este un mic medialab ultra dotat numit Public Netbase - &lt;a href="http://www.t0.or.at"&gt;www.t0.or.at&lt;/a&gt; unde un anume &lt;strong&gt;Dr. Klaus Schönberger&lt;/strong&gt; de la Institutul de Etnologie din Hamburg a tinut o prelegere incercind sa traga linia intre fals (fake) si falsificare (forgery). Introducerea a fost lunga si a inclus filmuletul cu interventia celor de la YesMen la BBC &lt;a href="http://www.theyesmen.org/"&gt;http://www.theyesmen.org/&lt;/a&gt; sint primii care au luat ostatica identitatea corporata. Oamenii care stiu sa zica numai DA - sint cei care fura identitatea celor care imbraca sacouri negre impecabile si ochelari de soare. Ei sint ultra-functionarii si purtatorii de cuvint ai unor companii sigure de accordul si credinta angajatilor. In celebrul caz cind unul dintre Yes Men s-a dat drept purtator de cuvint al companiei care detine Union Carbide, subsidiarul companiei Dow Chemicals. In anii 80' Union Carbide au provocat in India una din cele mai grave catastrofe umane si naturale din istorie. Ca urmare au murit mii de oameni iar victimile care pe linga ca au fost despagubite intr-un mod jalnic, mai sufera si astazi cu sutele de mii de pe urma chimicalelor toxice eliberate atunci. Reprezentatul de la The Yes Men s-a dat drept purtator de cuvint de la Dow Chemicals care isi cere public scuze pt ce s-a intimplat si anunta ca compania se recunoaste vinovata si ca o sa fie desfiintata. Cu banii acestia vor fi despagubite victimele din India. BBC a transmis toate aceastea increzindu-se total in acreditarile celui de la Yes Men. Asta pt ca acestia au invatat la perfectiune limbajul oficial al marilor companii - atit din punct de vedere verbal cit si vizual. Mai tirziu, BBC-ul si Dow au infirmat cele spuse mai inainte, dar asta nu inainte ca Dow Chemicals sa sufere pierderi de citeva milioane de dolari. Fake-ul este problematic - nu ai niciodata cum sa stii sigur ce se intimpla cu cei care oricum nu au prins momentul cind s-a facut interventia. Dar Fake-ul ca atare este provocator. Fake-ul declanseaza clarificari ulterioare. El provoaca si chestioneaza adevarul din spate. Fake-ul poate scoate la iveala o trauma istorica nerezolvata inca, aparent uitata. Fake-ul ii face pe oameni sa testeze singuri si sa caute in spatele aparentelor.&lt;br /&gt;Brusc dupa o perioada in care pozitia &lt;strong&gt;TINA&lt;/strong&gt; (ThereIsNoAlternative) parea clara in 80' si chiar in 90', cind hegemonia canalelor oficiale era socotita un capitol incheiat - se naste cumva contra-expertiza. Trebuie sa devii cumva ca ei ca sa poti lupta impotriva lor. Poate de aici si  sloganul indie media - &lt;strong&gt;become the media&lt;/strong&gt;! Una din observatii era ca nu e nevoie neaparat de o stabilizare a subculturilor netului ci mai curind de o rezistenta, de o crestere a durabilitatii, a rezistentei pe net. Rezistenta aceasta isi are originea inafara netului, in alte medii - mai fragile poate. Netul insa aduce cu sine o durabilitate mult mai mare, dincolo de suporturi friabile. Inafara revistelor care apun si a comunitatilor care mor izolate sau infiltrate de sfera guvernamentala si administrativa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Contra-expertiza&lt;/strong&gt; poate fi o reactie venita dinafara marilor nuclee producatoare de experti si de oameni de decizie.&lt;br /&gt;Aici vreau sa alatur  niste termeni si niste site-uri interesante pe care le-am descoperit cu ajutorul celor de P Netbase si a lui Klaus Schönberger(care stia de MindBomb si de la care am aflat ca a predat la Oradea niste cursuri despre ONG-uri; el spunea ca in Romania actiunile de camuflaj sint privite cu suspiciune; oricum zicea ca oricind am vrea sa punem de o campanie anti-corporata ei ne-ar acorda tot sprijinul):&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;textual poaching&lt;/strong&gt;: o practica de pirataj utilizata in special si dezvoltata de comunitatile de fani. Fanii au fost primii care au decupat si reasamblat bucati de materiale rapite, simulind cumva materialul sursa, fara sa ceara nici un fel de aprobare. Aprobare care oricum nu ar fi venit sau ar fi fost aminata pina la nesfirsit. Comunitatile de fani au avut tot timpul propriile lor nevoi si metode de rezolvare - greu de satisfacut cu ajutorul ofertei oficiale care nu stia decit sa pandeasca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.thought-thieves.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.thought-thieves.org/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;strong&gt; HOTII DE GINDURI&lt;/strong&gt; THOUGHT THIEVE$ ofera si cauta filme care trag la raspundere furtul corporat de cunostinte, cultura si creativitate. Furtul cel mai mare vine din partea multinationalelor. Nu este o noutate, dar merita sa stim cine si cum. Pirateria corporata este poarte cel mai periculos flagel al zilelor noastre. Filmuletele de aci pot fi date jos pe gratis. Toate merita vazute. De exemplu actiunea &lt;em&gt;ANTI-Diesel&lt;/em&gt; facuta de The Vacuum Cleaner si conglomco, nato si altii &lt;a href="http://www.thevacuumcleaner.co.uk/diesel.html"&gt;http://www.thevacuumcleaner.co.uk/diesel.html&lt;/a&gt; Ce faci cind cineva isi promoveaza produsul prin incitare la rebeliune? Daca cei de la Diesel au ajuns sa isi promoveze marfa prin demonstratii estetizate atunci e cazul sa ii ei in serios. Diesel s-au folosit de latura cool-revolutionara - un strat care iti intra pe sub piele si se chiama denim.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ai nevoie de twice as much successful living - atunci intri in magazinele Diesel imbracat nepotrivit si incerci sa aflii direct de la cei de acolo care vind si cumpara cum OARE CUM poti sa fi un demonstrant bazat? Anarhistii cer sfaturi directe Staff-ul de la Diesel cu privire la sloganele de pe pancartele lor de protest de afara.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;War on Imagination&lt;/em&gt; - 2 minute de film ca sa te faca sa intelegi ca razboiul contra imaginatiei a inceput deja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Gimme the Mermaid&lt;/em&gt; - film de scurt metraj facut de trupa &lt;strong&gt;Negativland&lt;/strong&gt;(celebrii prin initierea tehnicii de plundephonics - un fel de audio poaching) cu ajutorul animatorului de la Disney Tim Maloney care dupa servici s-a folosit de sculele studiourilor. Mermaid foloseste muzica unui avocat din industria muzicii, vocea micutei sirene si un cover cu voce de helium a lui Gimme Gimme Gimme de Black Flag.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.t0.or.at/nikeground/pics?pxid=04"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://www.t0.or.at/nikeground/pics?pxid=04&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - o actiune facuta de Public Netbase in Viena, focalizind atentia internationala si mediala soldata cu lichidarea procesului deschis de firma Nike International. Ei au incercat sa demonstreze ca nu numai marile concerne pot avea influenta si putere aspura sistemelor de semne din viata de zi cu zi. Iritatia declansata de faptul ca Karlsplatz a fost numit Nike-Platz a avut mare ecou. Rebranduirea-fake atragea atentia exact asupra billboardismului barbar practicat de Nike in lume.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://world-information.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;http://world-information.org/&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; acest sit este dedicat studiului si cercetarii infostructurii mondiale. Asta este si o platforma de implementare a drepturilor digitale ale indivizilor. La Bangalore in India de Sud se vor tine discursuri pe tema informatiei si a oraselor informationale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;multumiri lui Konrad pt ajutor.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113192751348434320?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113192751348434320/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113192751348434320' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113192751348434320'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113192751348434320'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/thema-fake-at-public-netbase.html' title='Thema: FAKE at Public Netbase'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113179859799101307</id><published>2005-11-12T04:22:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T04:29:57.993-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting artists III</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0872.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0872.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0876.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0876.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Maria and Andy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/popistasu"&gt;Maria Popistasu&lt;/a&gt;, Cosima Opartan and &lt;a href="http://www.sinboy.ro"&gt;Andy Sinboy&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113179859799101307?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113179859799101307/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113179859799101307' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179859799101307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179859799101307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/visiting-artists-iii.html' title='Visiting artists III'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113179771207295613</id><published>2005-11-12T04:00:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-14T04:37:07.840-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Francesca Birks</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0929.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Francesca Birks is an artist in residence. Just like Stefan she's invited here by Monochrom.  This is her &lt;a href="http://www.toweringflat.com/"&gt;blog&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113179771207295613?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113179771207295613/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113179771207295613' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179771207295613'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179771207295613'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/francesca-birks.html' title='Francesca Birks'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113179675005910476</id><published>2005-11-12T03:46:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-12T03:59:10.070-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Jazz and noise</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0855.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0855.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0854.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0854.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Romanian show I thought I would have an early night but I left with Aleksandar Nikolic (guy with glasses) who took me to &lt;a href="http://www.celeste.co.at/web/keller.htm"&gt;Celeste&lt;/a&gt;. There I was to arrive in the middle of the best jazz concert I've seen in years - it was jam in which everyone (piano, 3 saxophones, trumpet) did their own thing, including a dj on 3 turntables all masterly conducted by &lt;a href="http://www.marcoeneidi.com/"&gt;Marco Eneidi&lt;/a&gt; (guy above). The dj was spinning jazz records (what else!) but also put some discs of different textures which made noise. Jazz and noise is a great combination!! I wish Rusu and Flore were there to see it!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113179675005910476?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113179675005910476/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113179675005910476' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179675005910476'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113179675005910476'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/jazz-and-noise.html' title='Jazz and noise'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113155543881976453</id><published>2005-11-09T08:38:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:57:18.833-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ioana's piece</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0826.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0826.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0825.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0825.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0825.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Ioana Nemes and her piece in the &lt;a href="http://www.fotogalerie-wien.at/english/bilder_116_frame.cfm?id=1128602631"&gt;Motion Parade&lt;/a&gt; exhibition...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113155543881976453?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113155543881976453/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113155543881976453' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113155543881976453'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113155543881976453'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/ioanas-piece.html' title='Ioana&apos;s piece'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113155422995484676</id><published>2005-11-09T08:31:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-09T08:37:09.966-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Procesul etapei</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0812.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0812.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0808.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0808.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sometimes it's so good to sit down and talk about things.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113155422995484676?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113155422995484676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113155422995484676' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113155422995484676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113155422995484676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/procesul-etapei.html' title='Procesul etapei'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113145920903151255</id><published>2005-11-08T05:48:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-08T06:13:29.046-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Football night</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0763.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0763.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0765.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0765.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0757.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0757.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0784.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0784.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is the third night of football for me I think... This time Romanian Young artists at work. Ioana Nemes, Matei Bejenaru, Catalin Rulea, Peter Szabo, Cristina David and Cristi (the Vienna based violin player) and Alina Serban. Alina is actually curating a Romanian show at the &lt;a href="http://www.fotogalerie-wien.at/index1.html"&gt;Fotogalerie Wien&lt;/a&gt;. What can I say, it's been a great night and I really enjoyed being in the same team as Ioana.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113145920903151255?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113145920903151255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113145920903151255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113145920903151255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113145920903151255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/football-night.html' title='Football night'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113121466210893607</id><published>2005-11-05T10:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:22:58.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>El Che Vive</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0744.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0744.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0742.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Whilst in Argentina and France we get a glimpse of the real thing, in Austria (the home country of Redbull) people drink the Revolution of Energy. El Che Vive!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113121466210893607?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113121466210893607/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113121466210893607' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121466210893607'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121466210893607'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/el-che-vive.html' title='El Che Vive'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113121431115007674</id><published>2005-11-05T10:06:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:11:51.153-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Cheesy entry</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0731.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0731.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0733.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0733.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0734.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0734.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It's my right to post cheesy pics. You may laugh but well, it is all true: It's autumn in Vienna!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113121431115007674?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113121431115007674/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113121431115007674' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121431115007674'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121431115007674'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/cheesy-entry.html' title='Cheesy entry'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113121353838058791</id><published>2005-11-05T09:50:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-05T10:24:21.483-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Mona Florin Clara</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0719.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0719.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0720.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0720.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mona, Florin and Clara visit me quite often and those are some of the most calming and relaxing moments for me. Thank you!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113121353838058791?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113121353838058791/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113121353838058791' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121353838058791'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113121353838058791'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/11/mona-florin-clara.html' title='Mona Florin Clara'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113077923500934825</id><published>2005-10-31T09:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:22:23.826-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofiensale</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0637.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0637.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0630.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0630.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0612.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0612.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Sofiensale&lt;/strong&gt; is an old theatre which burned about 6 years ago (that's not official). We went there today on my second day of assisting Mona and Florin. I am now used to go inside this type of deserted spaces after my experiences with graffiti writers in Bucharest but this place felt really special. Here are some photos of the place. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113077923500934825?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113077923500934825/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113077923500934825' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113077923500934825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113077923500934825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/sofiensale.html' title='Sofiensale'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113088817259322610</id><published>2005-10-31T03:23:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:36:12.610-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofiensale details I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0639.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0639.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0641.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0641.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0665.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0665.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0627.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0627.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0648.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0648.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113088817259322610?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113088817259322610/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113088817259322610' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113088817259322610'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113088817259322610'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/sofiensale-details-i.html' title='Sofiensale details I'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113088885335720479</id><published>2005-10-31T03:20:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-11-01T15:47:33.360-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Sofiensale details II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0656.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0656.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0649.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0649.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0621.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0621.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0662.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0662.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113088885335720479?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113088885335720479/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113088885335720479' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113088885335720479'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113088885335720479'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/sofiensale-details-ii.html' title='Sofiensale details II'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113069603679694183</id><published>2005-10-30T09:57:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T10:13:56.860-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Artists at work</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0592.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0592.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0580.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0580.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0579.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0579.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today we went and assisted Mona and Florin doing a new video in this surreal place called Alterlaa.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113069603679694183?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113069603679694183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113069603679694183' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113069603679694183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113069603679694183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/artists-at-work.html' title='Artists at work'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113060196624145855</id><published>2005-10-29T08:21:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:56:20.026-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Philipp und Alex - artificial life forms</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/gravityball_2.1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/gravityball_2.1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/philip3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/philip3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/philip2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/philip2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/philip1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/philip1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;OK just this once. I am doing it because last time I showed Philipp the Blog he was completely puzzled about this straaange language. Yesterday was Friday so this was the Quintessenz get together. The was a tremendous amount of hard-to-evaluate activity on the other side of the glass wall. I decided to go home - but it was allready to late for that move. Philipp was showing to a bunch of enraptured kids his new biomechanical contraption(ok they weren't that enraptured because they are used to touching strange electronic customized devices). It was as if it fell right out of the squashy game-pods of Cronenbers famous eXistenZ! The 4x4 LED-DIsplay, 64 Shades of Red, 2-Axis Accelerometer, 8 Buttons, 2 Analog Inputs and a PIC18f452 - pod was blinking with a charcoal hue at every touch. IN FACT the whole device is motion-sensitive and the tiny light leds produced a liquid movement as if under gravition pull.&lt;br /&gt;Touching the buttons ment that the leds began blinking in a regular pattern akin to the cromatophores that contract in Cephalopod skin - giving signals like the 'language' used by those tricky squids! Hey now i remembered yet again the discussion with Cotenescu Ion - about the (en)cephalopod communication - using your body as an overall display!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The wax case of the pod had a strange jade-like surface and was shaped together by close friend Michael. The insides of the devies are visible and behind the leds the circuits themselves began to glow with a fluorescent blue. A was intent upon surprising vlad in his appartment, so we went directly to him. Somehow Philipp reminds me of the mad scientist in Back to the Future building time machines as customized cars. He is really an incredible guy, could very easily calculate for you on a piece of tiny paper all the possible mutations of his cellular automata - a number close to a zillion? He is very patient with us mere mortals, striving to understand the most simple of algebraic formulas. But he makes it easier to understand and he obviously used his self-replicating digital life forms to embelish goa parties. It is not all al-go-rythms, rules and situations. On his Memory Stick - Philipp has a series of &lt;a href="http://www.wizards23.net/index.rhtml?ent_name=cellular%20automaton"&gt;celular automata &lt;/a&gt;build with a free software that you can download easily. The idea comes from famous Mathematician John von Neumann - one of the founding fathers of the computer. It should work on Mac and PC! Out of a plastic bowl came another technical wonder - a device that could spell out invitation to hack into the linux meeting next month on a pair of leds - if you moved the piece latterally very quick !&lt;br /&gt;Most of thses devices use a lot of simple laws physical and hold the potential to change the way we see the sourrounding world.&lt;br /&gt;We live in a world of tinkering and wonderful inventions. We loose sight of that when we move out of the school labs and into so-called 'real world'. It is good that guys like Philipp and Alex keep remining us how things work. I guess we all need a teacher to initiate us into the wonders of doityourself/discoverUrself. He must have had good teachers himself, because I think pedagogical skills somehow relate to your own past experiences. Ok, maaaybe you also must be a member of the Vienna Cibernetic Circle. Next, Philipp showed me a recording of a motor made out of elastics, the spikes on wheat and other such simple and non-electronic parts.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alex pulled out of his bag a small book with a black cover cotaining a lot of strange glyphs. Published by Paranoia Press - this Bola Bola book is a sort of a pocket inventary of utopian solutions to all kind of problems. Each element is symbolized by a certain sign and everything is neat and selfexplanatory.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At some point he got out a Microsoft 95 CD that was transformed with superglue, a bottle cap and a bottle neck into a flying saucer. Ok i know i am overdoing it, but what can you call an inflated balloon on top of an old CD that is moving on the smooth surface of the floor by pushing out the air.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113060196624145855?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113060196624145855/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113060196624145855' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113060196624145855'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113060196624145855'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/philipp-und-alex-artificial-life-forms.html' title='Philipp und Alex - artificial life forms'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113052037014967924</id><published>2005-10-28T09:22:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-30T11:12:25.166-08:00</updated><title type='text'>PHIL din Alphaphil - videoteca/librarie/resto din Viena</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/Orion15.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/Orion15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/raumpatrouille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/raumpatrouille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/ausserkontrolle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/ausserkontrolle.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce e Phil ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.phil.info/"&gt;Phil &lt;/a&gt;e unul din cele mai tari locuri de mincat un mic dejun la Viena. Phil este pe chiar pe Gumpendorferstraße 10 - 12 chiar cum vii de pe Mariahilfe. Adica vizavi de Ramien! Johannes mi-a zis mah trebuie sa vezi locul asta, il cunosc pe propietar. Localul asta functioneaza ca o librarie. Lumea comanda meniul si citeste in acelasi timp. In caz ca iti place poti sa cumperi dupa aia. Spre diferenta de Carturestiul nostru din Bucuresti, cartile si rafturile sint chiar in jur pe margini, iar scaunele si mesele in mijloc. Asta face sa ai cartile la indemina, chiar la virful degetului. Alta chestie marpha e ca proprietarul invita curatori pentru fiecare sectiune din biblioteca sa. De exemplu Johannes se ocupa de partea de SF, exista un alt curator pe partea de &lt;em&gt;film studies&lt;/em&gt; sau de Fantasy. Erau acolo si carti Taschen(Filme din 50s si reclame la masini) dar si chestii noi proaspete si greu de gasit.&lt;br /&gt;Pe perete sus era un afis cu &lt;a href="http://images.amazon.com/images/P/6300247597.01.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The Fly &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;din 50s - iar in rafturi in spate erau DVDuri de vinzare - printre care am ochit Cutia Completa special edition Hellraiser Box; Voodoo Priestess sau Voodoo Island sau ceva de genu - o stricaciune dinasta cinzecista horror; &lt;a href="http://images-eu.amazon.com/images/P/B00005UDY1.02.LZZZZZZZ.jpg"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Salariul Groazei &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;stii filmul ala fenomenal cu soferi care trebuie sa duca un camion de nitroglicerina prin jungla; si ce m-a dat pe spate &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://jazz.wojtaszek.pl/Posters/Classic/Classic13/2.jpg"&gt;Touch of Evil&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; filmul noir cu/de Orson Wells, stiti voi cu politisti corupti si cu Janet Leigh care chiar isi joaca rolul de maniaco-depresiva pe viu (si-a rupt si o mina la filmari).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Carti care le-am rasfoit in timp ce mancam:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Außer Kotrolle&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;em&gt;Wut im Film&lt;/em&gt; &lt;strong&gt;Scapat de sub Control -&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt; Furia in Film&lt;/em&gt; un fel de reader de prelegeri despre violenta si furia pe ecrane. Era de exemplu un capitol despre Amokläufer - de Stefan Zweig, despre dezlantuierea, iesirea din fire a occidentalului la marginile geografice ale civilizatiei si furia descrisa de autorul antic Cato. Furia este la Cato ceva eminamente uman, numai omul isi iese din fire, chiar daca furiosul este asemanat cu fiarele. Exista si o furie sfinta, care se arpopie de furia care il motiveaza pe HULK(de pe coperta); furia indreptatita a omului confruntat cu nedreptatea.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Dictionarul oficial Klingonian-German si German-Klingonian&lt;/strong&gt; care eram sigur ca a fost recomandat de J. Ce e interesanta este trecerea directa in realul lingvistico-cultural al klingonienilor analizati de un pamintean. Prefata este extrem de serioasa, mentionind faptul ca acest dictionar nu este decit un inceput, parte dintr-o cercetare mult mai serioasa care o sa formeze baza unei enciclopedii cu privire la Imperiul Klingonian. Cartea e scrisa de un lingvist californian la origine si de aceea toata fonetica guturala a klingonienilor pare sa fie mulata pe studiile lui de limbi amerindiene din America de Sud. Interesanta este rezerva textului cu privire la mincare, animale si plante - absenta cuvintelor care se refera la detaliile astea culturale si de fauna-flora (sic. in absenta cercetatorilor care sa le studieze).&lt;br /&gt;Klingoniana nu are nici un fel de saluturi de genul : Ce mai faci? Noroc! - la ei formele sint mai curind militare, agresive de genul: Ce vrei ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Raumpatrouille&lt;/strong&gt; - &lt;strong&gt;Patrula Spatiala&lt;/strong&gt; este un serial SF vechi a la Star Trek, versiune germanobavareza care a inceput prin 1964. A aparut acum o carte enciclopedica cu tot ce tine de seria asta primordiala, cu detalii despre actori, set design, notite si storyboard-uri, si detalii de productie, afise, etc. Actiunea se intimpla in anul 3000 - cind intregul sistem solar este deja populat si sustinut de roboti grasulii si docili cu tentacule in loc de brate care ajuta la minerit si la alte munci meniale. Este o lume care se protejeaza de cine stie ce amenintari venite dinafara sistemului printr-o paza sferica aflata la granitele lumii locuite. Criminalitatea aparent a disparut si toti dificilii si raufacatorii sint exilati in niste colonii unde li se permite sa se autoguverneze singuri. Transportoate speciale ii aprovizioneaza din cind in cind pina cind in clipa in care... si asa incepe actiunea. Navele arata chiar meseriash, cu forme de farfurii zburatoare terminate in muchii osoase. Si mai apar si niste orase submarine, caci populatia pamintului suprapopulat traieste acum sub cupole acvatice uriase pe fundul oceanului, inconjurate de fel de fel de navete mai mici care seamana mult ca design cu brotaci origami.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Clar modelul Phil poate fi aplicat si la noi !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113052037014967924?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113052037014967924/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113052037014967924' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113052037014967924'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113052037014967924'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/phil-din-alphaphil-videotecalibrariere.html' title='PHIL din Alphaphil - videoteca/librarie/resto din Viena'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113040994123460197</id><published>2005-10-27T03:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T03:45:41.253-07:00</updated><title type='text'>National Day</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0357.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0357.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0406.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0406.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0341.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0341.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0445.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0445.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday we were all Austrians&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113040994123460197?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113040994123460197/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113040994123460197' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113040994123460197'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113040994123460197'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/national-day.html' title='National Day'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113034781133880138</id><published>2005-10-26T07:55:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T04:58:18.280-07:00</updated><title type='text'>NO DATA RETENTION - hackerii de la Big Bro Awards Austria</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/434px-Fingerprint_2005a_fein.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/434px-Fingerprint_2005a_fein.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver 00.00.01&lt;br /&gt;Am crezut ca dupa nebunia de aseara de dupa &lt;strong&gt;Big Brother Awards&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005wiki/images/a/ad/Fingerprint_2005a_grob.gif"&gt;(un gif mare aici) &lt;/a&gt;nu o sa isi mai revina serverul care hostuieste &lt;a href="http://www.quintessenz.at"&gt;Quintessenz&lt;/a&gt;(vecinii nostri de linga Monochrom) si nici&lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at"&gt; situl oficial&lt;/a&gt;. Azi de dimineata erau morti dar uite ca si-au revenit. Eu i-am intilnit intr-o seara(vineri sa fi fost), cind am nimerit intr-o gramada de hacker-i care puneau la cale ceva, nu am inteles prea bine ce, stiu ca se discuta despre ceva; despre diversi algoritmi pt encriptare pe baza lui pi si unii intrebau daca poti fi bagat la puscarie pe baza de dovezi luate cu camera digitala. Din prima am intrat in discutie (in engleza - ciudat aveau preferinta pt limba materna a netului) - cu &lt;strong&gt;Philipp Tiefenbacher&lt;/strong&gt; care e unul din cei mai mari speedgeeksi pe care i-am vazut(pt explicatia speedgeekingului* in jargon hacker(&lt;a href="http://wiki.whatthehack.org"&gt;WhatTheHAck?) &lt;/a&gt;mergeti pe &lt;a href="http://kybkreis.org/wiki/Main_Page"&gt;http://kybkreis.org/wiki/Main_Page&lt;/a&gt; = ceva wiki(ed) de genul fiecare poate sa prezinte ceva care il pasioneaza timp de patru minute si totul se repercuteaza de la vorbitor la vorbitor in public cu aport personal + fiecare incearca sa traga concluzii). In fine cu pofta de infocanibal se repezea la fiecare chestie care i-o aratam si o inregistra cu camera digitala pt &lt;a href="http://www.wizards23.net"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;flogul lui&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Am vorbit de exemplu despre zeppelin pornind de la Insula Comorilor in versiune spatiala Disney cu pinze pe post de celule solare. O noua revenire a zeppelinelor in varianta steampunk ar marca intrarea intr-o era mai reflexiva, indemnati fiind sa plutim la mare inaltime in maniera saptaminilor in balon din cartea lui Jules Verne. Odata ce i-am povestit de Hub-uri, bittorenturi si dc ++ - mi-a spus pai HA! asta incercam si noi sa facem. Sa facem un &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://kybkreis.org/wiki/HappyLab"&gt;HappyLab&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; intr-un spatiu public un server unde lumea sa vina cu memory stick-uri, agende si alte harduri externe ca sa isi copieze materiale &amp; sa aduca materiale. Un loc de instructaj creativ si testare libera. Simteam ca eram unde trebuie.&lt;br /&gt;Cind am scos dvd-ul cu ikon si vertigo mamaaa nimik nu il mai putea opri pe wizzard23 era rapace, informatii, date noi, sugea tot, da incoace, k mamaaa trebuie sa facem ceva sesiune, sa vedem, cind ne intilnim?!&lt;br /&gt;You get the point.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver 00.00.02&lt;br /&gt;Mi-am adus aminte de &lt;strong&gt;cyberoptimismul&lt;/strong&gt; din discutia avuta cu &lt;a href="http://forum.selectro.ro/viewtopic.php?t=141"&gt;ion cote care a deschis&lt;/a&gt; defapt event-ul de la G 9 cu o discutie despre ce inseamna sa vezi altfel orasul in perspectiva informationala. Cum un mediu eminamente stabilizat prin structuri solide - ziduri, billboarduri, este defapt permeabil sau re-vizualizabil si bun de modificat. Transparenta intervine acolo unde fluxul de oameni, de energie, numarul pasilor lor, suma clickurilor ajunge sa cintareasca ceva. Philipp imi spunea despre incercarea de a deturna fluxul circulatie dinspre Mariahilfestraße spre strazile mai mici unde exista magazinashe si barulete mai putin comerciale si trendy, dar mult mai placute si unde e liniste. Dar ele sarmanele sufera din cauza clientelei scazute, falimentind. El imi expunea toata chestia in termeni de peisaj topologic unde soseaua cea mare reprezinta un fel de pisc iar pe margini se formeaza vai - adevarate pante demografice din cauza ca toate resursele sint directionate unic spre partea centrala. A incercat sa imi arate si niste automate celulare facute de el - insa laptop-ul ciudat folosit(era foarte gras cam cit o valizeta) - nu vroia si pace nici dupa ce s-a golit tomberonu.&lt;br /&gt;Ei au organizat festivalul international Big Brother Award in Austria/Viena, chiar aseara. Important de retinut ca Big Bro! nu vine de la jocul ala de voioristi ce sinteti care stiu ca nu va mai saturati e vorba de Fratili Mai Mare care sta cu ochii pe noi toti, de tot ceea ce inseamna: supraveghere, stocare de date si abuz de orice tip pe net. Lectia e ca nu trebuie sa lasam pe altii sa faca treaba pt noi: statul(de geaba) si diverse agentii sinistre cu activitati confidentiale si securistizate. E cel mai rau asa - si dovada sint aceste premii care sint acordate anual tuturor celor prinsi cu fofirlica informatica, toti cei care uita ca mai sint si altii aici cu ei care sint cu ochii pe EI. EI uita ca obiectivele, camerele si ecranele sint indreptate si spre asa numitii 'paznici'. Totul a fost organizat anul asta in Rabenhoftheater din Viena(am inteles ca anul trecut a fost in clubul Flex). Eu am plecat cu doi baieti ale caror nume nu le pot face publice ;) - unul dintre ei programator si celalalt bibliotecar la universitatea tehnica la departamentul matematica-informatica. Eu am carat o lada cu CD-uri &lt;a href="http://www.ubuntulinux.org/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;UBUNTU&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver 00.00.03&lt;br /&gt;De Ubuntu am auzit prima data prin prietenul lui Hans Christ si Iris Dressler - prieteni buni din Stuttgart ai sotilor Perjovschi. Ei bine &lt;a href="http://www.irational.org/daniel/"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Daniel Andujar&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; (o sursa si pt 18+ de la G9) de la &lt;strong&gt;Technologies To The People&lt;/strong&gt; din Valencia a instalat Ubuntu(sistem de operare linux creat prima data pt Africa) pe o serie de calculatoare reciclate urmind sa fie utilizate in proiectul On Difference 1. Ubuntu a plecat de la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.debian.org/index.ro.html"&gt;Debian&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; si are o retea extraordinara free software si posibilitati de a invata si aplica pas cu pas sistemul de operare. Ajuns cu metroul am intrat in teatru printr-o usa de protectie (fake) care imita nenorocirile alea de &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00183.html"&gt;usi de securitate &lt;/a&gt;care impinzesc aeropoartele, muzeele si institutiile de stat. Acolo doi baieti cu ochelari fumurii m-au perchezintionat si m-au pus sa stau cu picioarele pe doua talpi aurite (aici m-am prins ca nu aveau ginduri bune), si cu un detector facut din sirma au declansat o alarma infioratoare. Toti care intrau trebuiau sa se supuna umilintelor si terorii cu chipiu din noua era informationala. La intrare erau &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00310.html"&gt;Philipp si trei amici care vindeau t-shirt-uri cu BBA&lt;/a&gt; si dadeau CD Ubuntu pe gratis. In sala, pe scena, era un maninblack f credibil care a stat toata seara nemiscat cu firu in ureche ca un veritabil &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00254.html"&gt;Hello-mr-Anderson&lt;/a&gt;! Plus camera de &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00210.html"&gt;supraveghere in veceu&lt;/a&gt; pai ce credeai ca ai dreptul la schlitz in liniste?! AAaa am uitat sa va zic ca direct la intrare era un ecran simpatic care filma pi toti care treceau de poarta securizata NUMAI CA automat ce priveau in camera nu stiu cum naiba le apareau peste ochi niste benzi rosii de protectie ca sa nu fie recunoscuti. Philipp intr-un spirit de investigare si demonstratie a mecanismului a luat o hirtie si a desenat un cap cu ochi pe o hirtie - un cerc cu doua puncte - eh ! Dracia dracului - si acolo pe ecran au aparut banda rosie peste cele doua puncte.&lt;br /&gt;Premiul acordat este un &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00356.html"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;desfundator de toalete cu coada aurita care sta pe un pedestal&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt;. Undeva in spatetele ecranelor unde se proiecta era si un closet (pe care la un moment dat a aparut o pantera roz de plus, era si un iepuras grasuliu care topia din cind pe scena). De fiecare data cind se acorda un premiu - se auzea puternic un flush! cineva tragea apa la closet. Asta nu e treaba pt urechi fine, sala era plina si toti vedeam prezentatorii cum nominalizeaza la fiecare categorie. Prima catogorie 'Companii'. Aici au fost puse la bataie toate mirshaviile propuse in domeniul datelor si incalcarii drepturilor omului. Ex.: ASSA principala companie de sisteme de securitate mecanico-electronice din Austria. Ei au fost cei care l-au angajat pe fostul boss de la trupe anti-terror care a recomadat o solutie noua pt companiile care fac curat in locuintelor oamenilor. Cum se stie ca majoritatea sint estici saraci, adica servitoare poloneze sau slovace sau romance, s-a propus ca ele sa fie toate repertoriate si identificate cu ajutorul probelor de ADN plus alte masuri biometrice de cacat ca sa fie sigur ca nu vor fura si ca vor putea identifica pe viitoar toti hotii din inima natiunii. UN BUUUUUUUUU, M*** MASII - imens din toata sala pt aceasta prima dovada de netagaduit. Au urmat si alte companii. Caile feroviare din viena care vor sa bage sistem de supraveghere cu camere in metrouri etc ca in caz ca se intimpla ceva sa ii fie mai usor politistului sa doarma in post si sa intervina dupa aia cind vede ce s-a filmat. Problema filmatului s-a pus in chestiune atunci cind s-a analizat cazul unor probe aduse de politie intr-un caz de trafic de droguri unde au fost arestat citeva sute de emigranti din Nigeria si care au primit in total cam 1000 de ani de puscarie. Politia i-a 'identificat' din niste filmari si inregistrari de o calitate execrabila, unde doi stateau la masa si mincau. Traducerea: o banda care a fost refuzata de institutul de traduceri care a zis ca e de calitate prea proasta - plus ca nu vor sa se fie partasi la o decizie incorecta. De aceea politia l-a angajat pe un gagiu care cica scrie in acte ca e fotbalist si care a tradus. Concluzia e ca cei de la masa sint bosii unei retele vaste nu niste oameni linistiti care stau la o masa. Decizia oferita la curtea de judecata este insa bazata mai curind pe o dovada cel putin dubioasa si imposibil de analizat - cert e ca doreau sa scape de oamenii astia. Mai nasol - guvernul dictatorial din Nigeria de abia asteapta sa primeasca informatii cu privire la cei care parasesc patria (pai ne fac de ris daca pleaca, asta inseamna ca nu e bine in tara, dau prost renume tarii). Deci toate datele, numele sint trimise de europeni in Nigeria la guvern ca sa poata (in caz ca vor iesi vreadata din puscarii) sa ii prinda acasa si sa ii tortureze in liniste pt ca au tradat scumpa lor tara. Research-ul intreprins de hackeri aducea noi probe - de pilda nu stiu care ministru de dreapta a propus ca sa fii arestat in functie de legatura nu de dovada directa indicata de continutul mesajului. Adica daca tu contactezi pe dealerul tau (nu zic ca ai asa ceva doamne fereste!) atunci tu esti arestat indiferent daca defapt o cauti pe sorasa care e gagica mishto sau daca vrei un kil jumate. De la excese de zel de toate felurile si pina la incalcari crase ale drepturilor omului nimeni nu scapa de vigilenta celor de la Big Brother. Alta faza de pomina - controlu angajatilor care surfeaza pe situri porno s-a soldat cu propunere de luare de amprenta si mostre de sperma ca sa fie identificati!&lt;br /&gt;De la supraveghere sistematizata de convorbiri cu mobilele si pina la ministerul sanatatii austriac care propune un fel de banca deschisa de date cu bolanvi care nu se mai pot astfel apara de abuzurile companiilor de asigurare si ale avocatilor lor - totul este cercetat. Imaginile sint proiectate pe ecran intr-un efect de codebar - totul se transforma in code-bar atunci cind sint analizate dovezile. Lantul de magazine (Ar)SCHLECKER - abuzeaza de femeile angajate acolo care nu se pot apara de perchizitii si care sint obligate sa se toarne una pe alta - in caz ca au colege bolnave care stau acasa, sau daca nu fac diverse declaratii. In viata de zi cu zi sintem doar consumatori dar trebuie sa fim vesnic atenti si sa nu lasam pe altii sa se ocupe de noi ca e jale! Au fost puse la zid si Google, Amazon si Warcraft - o sa zicetzi dar vai ce au facut sfintisorii astia!!!? Uuuu - ce aveti cu ei - ca doar ne ajuta sa cautam, sa cumparam si sa ne jucam cum vrem noi. O laie!!!&lt;br /&gt;Google prin gmail supravegheaza si stocheaza in diverse scopuri emailarea, amazon urmareste si monitorizeaza nepermis toate operatiunile catre ei, toate gusturile si ordinea deciziilor luate de clientela - iar warcraft pt gameri rpg in retea circula in retea si iti fura toate datele din calculator, tot ce folosesti si tot ce nu folosesti. Toate acestea sint inca la nivel de test, insa pina devin o realitate trebuie sa reactionam la infractiunile practicate lejer de pestii cei mari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver 00.oo.04&lt;br /&gt;Monochrom (adica &lt;strong&gt;Johannes, Rolli-Roland practicantul lor si Evelyn&lt;/strong&gt; - fiecare cu pseudonime potrivite) au cintat cuplete enervante si acide relative la toti cei care se balanganesc in doua luntrii(toti sintem partasi adica). Numita &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/lebensabend-und-kontrolle/"&gt;Serata de Societate &amp; Control&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;, dupa modelul etnocabaretelor local-regionale intr-o limba veche germana plina de autohtonisme, cei trei au cintat imbracati in cetateni de virsta a 7-a cutremurati de atita electronica si hackereala, dar in acelasi timp ofuscati si chinuiti de paranoia teoriilor corporato-masoneriste. Babalicii astia moderni erau enervati ca &lt;strong&gt;Sekündlich da fließen die Dateeeen Direkt zu dem Illu-u-uminaaaaaten&lt;/strong&gt;!(in fiecare clipa, datele zboara direct wuuusssh catre Iluminati - veche grupare babau conspirativa). In miini aveau niste cozi de maturi pe post de bastoane - cu care cind ti-era lumea mai draga pocneau ZBANG! intr-o tastatura si intr-un monitor &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00330.html"&gt;asezat in fata(vezi poza) &lt;/a&gt;de iti sareau tastele in ochi! Au pocnit in criza de nervi contra nesupragherii pan ce s-au indoit toiegele! Se plingeau de tot - de aipozi si messangerii si mobile si cereau la fiecare colt de strada un politist nu o camera de supraveghere.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ver 00.00.05&lt;br /&gt;Au mai fost o gasca tip divertis f &lt;a href="http://www.maschek.org"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;mishto maschek&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/a&gt; - care fac sincronizare live pe filme vechi, noi, telejurnale, etc. 3 tipi super profi si acum au sincronizat pe proiectii de la semnarea tratatului cu trupele aliate care ocupasera austria dupa razboi - comentariile erau foarte mishto - in genere toate personalitatile erau in virsta si cam senilizate de putere si responsabilitate, plus ca tot o dadeau cu unde naiba e pixul ala ca sa semnez, sau un stranut din spate se transforma in soapta catre oficialitatea bolnava de alzenheimer politic. la o masa 50ista statau niste in alb negru niste sefi de companie - toti complici la viitorul tarii - tinerelul, batrinul, doamna toti scoateau pe gura exact faze care pot fi aplicate si politicienilor afaceristi de astazi(nu stiu cine zicea ca Austria de azi seamana cu Austria din 50s m m decit niciodata prin halul in care si-a uitat vina, s-au in felul in care inca se mai considera vicitma de razboi calarita de straini si de aliati). Muzica important - ceva hip-hop local, plus &lt;a href="http://www.dotmatrix.at"&gt;dot.matrix&lt;/a&gt;(unde cinta si &lt;strong&gt;Herbert Weixelbaum&lt;/strong&gt; - care a demonstrat - the high art of cover versions - cu o chestie punk cintata din voce super bine) si visuals pe &lt;a href="http://www.bigbrotherawards.at/2005/report/00237.html"&gt;Karin&lt;/a&gt; de la &lt;a href="http://mingo.tv"&gt;mingo.TV&lt;/a&gt; ! M-am vazut cu Herbert pe scari la care el zice'pai ce cauti aici bre - aha! ai venit sa iti iei premiul ;) haha very funny &lt;a href="http://www.gameboymusicclub.org/"&gt;Mr Gameboy&lt;/a&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In final s-au dat premiile bagate in niste cilindre si trimise chiar la adresele respective, desfundatoare de closet catre ministere, catre warcraft si ASSA. Pfui !! Teufel&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113034781133880138?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113034781133880138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113034781133880138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113034781133880138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113034781133880138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/no-data-retention-hackerii-de-la-big.html' title='NO DATA RETENTION - hackerii de la Big Bro Awards Austria'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113024261497153575</id><published>2005-10-25T05:13:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T05:16:54.976-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Glutamat Dreamistan cover art</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/dream1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/dream.gif" alt="" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113024261497153575?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113024261497153575/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113024261497153575' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113024261497153575'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113024261497153575'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/glutamat-dreamistan-cover-art.html' title='Glutamat Dreamistan cover art'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113023675039020057</id><published>2005-10-25T03:30:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-03-28T15:18:23.963-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Whaaaaat?</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;After 3 weeks in Vienna all I can say I'm really enjoying it. I saw so many people from Bucharest that it sometimes feels like I'm at home. Now my brother, Tudor and Mona are here and it's all really great. Also having Stefan here all the time I will never get lonely. I do miss some people though...&lt;br /&gt;Martina, Sari, and Karl are fantastic people to show us around Vienna and I'm really greatful to them. Also I'm happy to see Paul Cuzuioc, old friend of mine who's been living in Vienna for 5 years now. The other artists in residence (Alina and Jeff are from Belarus and Moldova but living in NYC and &lt;a href="http://www.herrhuber.com/index.html"&gt;Markus&lt;/a&gt; is from Hamburg) are just great also. We're really really lucky!!!&lt;br /&gt;PS: I found this orchid on the street about a week ago and it's still guarding us.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113023675039020057?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113023675039020057/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113023675039020057' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023675039020057'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023675039020057'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/whaaaaat.html' title='Whaaaaat?'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113023614032497416</id><published>2005-10-25T03:25:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:44:20.846-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vienna Hot</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_02791.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_02791.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_02821.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_02821.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;20C in Vienna... Sari phones up to invite us to the Prater and we go. Here in the picture are Mona, Tudor and Sari.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113023614032497416?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113023614032497416/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113023614032497416' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023614032497416'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023614032497416'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/vienna-hot.html' title='Vienna Hot'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113023583697021970</id><published>2005-10-25T03:18:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:23:56.970-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Artists II</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0255.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0255.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0256.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0256.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/monamiclea"&gt;Mona Miclea&lt;/a&gt;, Tudor Nastase, Mircea Nanca&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113023583697021970?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113023583697021970/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113023583697021970' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023583697021970'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023583697021970'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/visiting-artists-ii.html' title='Visiting Artists II'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113023547664177883</id><published>2005-10-25T03:09:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T03:17:56.646-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Visiting Artists I</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.solitude-project.orangenet.ro/"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0227.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Mihai Mihalcea&lt;/a&gt;, Adriana Gheorghe&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113023547664177883?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113023547664177883/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113023547664177883' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023547664177883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113023547664177883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/visiting-artists-i.html' title='Visiting Artists I'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113008115118559707</id><published>2005-10-23T08:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T14:56:18.203-07:00</updated><title type='text'>FLUC_2 the new location</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/passage_201005_06.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/passage_201005_06.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Tot ma chinui sa va explic cum am ajuns in pasajul ala subteran pt ca stiam de la &lt;strong&gt;karl fmzombiemaus&lt;/strong&gt; ca e vorba de bere pe gratis. Si la tejghea chiar era un punkist chef de la maison care vorbea cu un accent indescriptil, avea unghii negre si niste inele de argint cu fel de fel de treilisuri si spirale. Cu miinile astea omu asta impartea cremwursti fierbinti si te intreba 'vrei mustar dulce sau acru fiule'? Berea in pahare de plastic se stringea, lume girla pe trepte in jos, stateam pe lazi dinalea goale cu ceva paturica peste. In spate de tot deci chiar in capatul celalalt al tunelului era intinsa o pinza pe care faceau ceva proiectii care curgeau cumva si in sus pe tavan, dj nu stiu cine era ca toti se intrebau ce stil baga - era un tip in virsta cu paru colorat. Cele mai tari intilniri se intimplau direct la tejghea, acolo i-am cunoscut si pe &lt;a href="http://glutamat.org/"&gt;GLUTAMAT&lt;/a&gt;. Nu stiu daca exista trupa care sa o respect mai mult decit pe asta din Austria, sper sa ii aducem odata si pe la noi. Ii stiu de cind cu albumul lor irano-noizist &lt;strong&gt;Dreamistan &lt;/strong&gt;cu un fel de aprozarist mustacios care tinea in mina ceva pusca de vinatoare. De la no wave-ul berlinez gen Palais Schaumburg nu stiu daca am mai prins asa. Dupa baiatu de la Glutamat care zicea ca bah sa vii la MQ ca Marti sau Miercuri facem ceva jam improvizat oricine poate sa intervina timp de 6 ore incepind cu ora 1, uite ca am dat de o tipa care face ceva krachmusik. E singura tipa (pe linga billy roisz i guess) care face zgomot in viena - cica a cintat in tot felul de trupe de hc - numa ca tre sa fac rost de contactul ei. Din ce in ce mai multa lume vechi tovarasi de Fluc din alte vremuri, iata ca dau de sunetistu care zice ca a mixat la Whitehouse si ca &lt;a href="http://www.backlab.at/fleisch/fluc_gig_downloads_pic_mov/FLUC_GIG_2004_Fleisch_1.jpg"&gt;Das Fleisch(carnea)&lt;/a&gt; a pus si el acolo la concertul ala. Dupa aia m-am vazut cu astia de la &lt;strong&gt;dy : namo'&lt;/strong&gt; care fac si ei muzica experimentala - au inceput pe analog dar acum lucreaza mult cu emulatoare si cu softul MAX. Am primit de la ei ceva cut-uri dintr-un live pe nume &lt;span style="FONT-STYLE: italic"&gt;moving soundscape V&lt;/span&gt;. In final am ajuns si in spate de tot pe niste intrari laterale care ieseau in vechile veceuri din pasaj, acolo era jihad pe bune. Erau molozuri darimate, tencuiala verde era data jos printre cataroaie, si ajungeai pe niste coridoare dinalea din nochnydozor cu tintari la neone impainjenite. Arhitectul imi zicea ca sus o sa fie partea mica iar jos o sa fie echivalentul de la FLUC Mensa. &lt;strong&gt;THX Karl!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/VK4B9319-druck_g7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/VK4B9319-druck_g7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113008115118559707?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113008115118559707/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113008115118559707' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113008115118559707'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113008115118559707'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/fluc2-new-location_23.html' title='FLUC_2 the new location'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-113007845273999660</id><published>2005-10-23T06:44:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T07:41:37.876-07:00</updated><title type='text'>one bomb one target at the EKH in Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/VK4B9319-druck_g.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/1600/stone-thrower_final1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/5266/1736/400/stone-thrower_final.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; am fost aseara la singurul squat functional vienez faimosul &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.med-user.net/ekh"&gt;EKH&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;(care a implinit de curind 15 ani de existenta) dar asta nu inainte ca sa merg la party-ul de re-lansare al clubului &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.fluc.at"&gt;FLUC&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; - probabil cu Rhiz unul din cele mai tari locuri pe muzica experimentala si alternativa din viena. m-am decis sa merg la EKH dupa ce mi-a spus Karl Killian ca o sa puna acolo EAT DEAD GORE! sau cum i se spune &lt;a href="http://www.1bomb1target.org"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;one bomb one target&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/a&gt;(asta pe partea de harsh noise). E unul dintre cei care chiar a sustinut &lt;a href="http://www.noisecamp.com"&gt;scena locala&lt;/a&gt; inafara marilor curente. Pe post de Eat Dead Gore! a bagat mai curind un macel de jungle plin de breakcorisme zgomotoase, in spate erau ceva gabba-hardcore care iti frectionau lobii anteriori cu stroboscopii ucigatoare. Trebuie sa spun ca venisem si ca sa o vad pe Dropdread care sta aici in Viena pina vineri am inteles si care punea in aceeasi seara drill-uri. Puteai sa pendulezi dintr-o parte in alta si daca ieseai pe scari dadeai dadeai in tot felul de alte intrari - la un moment dat am ajuns in nu stiu asociatie herzegovina unde erai diversi batrini la un fel de bar improvizat - pe linga poze si decupaje din ziare sus erau aranjate rinduri de cupe si alte trofee sportive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O sa mai intre poze din Fluc. Dar pina una alta sa va vorbesc despre noua locatie si publicul de acolo. Nu e departe de locul vechi (Fluc Mensa). Stiam deja de la Karl ca e ceva pt insideri si ca o sa se stringa toata scena vieneza acolo. De cind sint in Viena am ajuns cu Karl la vre-o trei chestii si peste tot alt public. La faimosii japonezi de &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.parkcity.ne.jp/~mltbanan/"&gt;Melt Banana&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt; si la &lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.bulbul.at"&gt;Bülbül &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;publicul era in genere goth(scena de goth pare foarte dezvoltata aici), darkwave, punk(o sa revin cu detalii). Acum la Fluc era mishto ca inauntru era o masa mare de oameni in jur de 30-40 de ani, iar afara pe scari era mai multa pustime. La EKH era in schimb multa pustime.&lt;br /&gt;Fluc-ul nou este intr-un pasaj subteran transformat.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-113007845273999660?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/113007845273999660/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=113007845273999660' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113007845273999660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/113007845273999660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/one-bomb-one-target-at-ekh-in-vienna.html' title='one bomb one target at the EKH in Vienna'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112999064615880481</id><published>2005-10-22T07:06:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-22T07:17:26.636-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Artists in residence</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0223.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0223.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0205.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0205.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0212.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0212.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; StefanTiron, Florin Tudor, Iosif Kiraly, Jeff Bliumis, Mona Vatamanu cu Clara si Vlad Nanca.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112999064615880481?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112999064615880481/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112999064615880481' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112999064615880481'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112999064615880481'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/artists-in-residence.html' title='Artists in residence'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112998472839307588</id><published>2005-10-22T03:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-23T05:39:20.450-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/autoretro"&gt;aici &lt;/a&gt;este o pagina pierduta in negura vremurilor.&lt;br /&gt;o pagina care explica ceva din activitatile necurate intreprinse de gruparea monochrom, care a luptat intotdeauna pentru decolonizarea spatiului mental prin asocieri miraculoase, conjuncturi nastrusnice si analogii mutagene. mai jos m-am apucat sa traduc intr-un spirit de pioshenie preacucernica activitatile lor din anii 80, pe cind erau patru minori gata de orice. aflati ca pe net NU o sa gasiti o traducere in engleza a materialului acesta devenit apocrif. Lectia este: nu aruncati nimik frate! Nu lasati pe mama, pe tata, sau pe fratili mai mare sa faca curat! Pastrati, scanati si puneti online tot ce ati facut ca e bine, uite asa apuc si io sa scormonesc si sa va reamintesc diverse de care nu trebuie tot timpul sa va rusinati ci sa le exploatati.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;mai jos urmeaza o listare a activitatii membrilor fondatori pina la virsta de 14 ani (cind inca mai erau niste necopti, razgiati si demni de mila)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;strong&gt;indragitul vultur plesuv din SUA &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;em&gt;povestire in imagini, 1978-79&lt;/em&gt; Autorul se exprima binevoitor cu privire la tematica americanismului si a familiei. Vulturul plesuv este un exemplu patriotic. ("...acum cloceste indragitul vultur plesuv ouale sale ... iata vulturul plesuv e mindru de puii sai ... din reciclatorul-de-cadabre isi iau si ei gustarea aleasa ... politia trebuie sa prinda un puscarias evadat si vulturii plesuvi ii ajuta ... vulturii plesuvi ar vrea sa inoate dar profesorul de inot le interzice asta ... familia de vulturi zboara din america spre leobendorf(satul leoben) si viziteaza castelul kreuzenstein ...") Produsa prin colaborare cu mama in timpul liber, careia i-a fost dictata cu minutiozitate actiunea. &lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/autoretro/geier.htm"&gt;Aici &lt;/a&gt;sint extrase.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Papageiller&lt;/strong&gt; (geil in germana = cool, mishto, meseriash, marpha, bunaciune)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;caiet, 1983&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;In totala necunostinta a termenului "geil" autorul dezvolta un personaj ficitiv - papagalul Papa&lt;em&gt;geiler&lt;/em&gt;. Expunerea mindra in fata profei de la scoala populara e pedepsita cu priviri crincene si un comentariu acuzator in catalog. (punct negru pt domnul Pawel Z. care foloseste permanent cuvinte urite).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cind ei au sosit&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;roman de actiune cu OZN-uri, 1983-84&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Detaliu interesant - cum se poate citi in primul capitol autorul considera un "F- 16" ca pe un fel de bomba. Autorul acuza pe Roland Emmerich pt incalcare de Copyright. Intregul roman scris la virsta de 10 ani poate fi citit &lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/grz/alssiekamen.htm"&gt;aici&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Gaura din Anzi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scenariu planificat, inca nepus in practica, 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Oamenii de stiinta descopera in Anzi o gaura, care strabate planeta dintr-un capat in altul. In incercarea de a explora groapa un membru al echipei cade si se transforma din cauza vitezei uriase si a caldurii intr-un zombi, este aruncat in orbita pe partea cealalta a pamintului si ataca acolo niste nave spatiale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;MacMynsel - Judecata singeroasa in containerul de dollari&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comics, 1984 (abandonat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Kater Karlo (nota bene: lu asta nu stiu cum ii zice in Ro pt ca am abandonat Disney prin a doua jum a anilor 90 cind incepusera sa fie traduse pe limba noastra) omoara intr-un mod bestial (insa fara detalii suplimentare) pe Oncle Scrooge si pe Donald Duck, pe cei trei nepotei cit si pe Mickey Maus. Detectivul adus la fapta, MacMynsel, un corb dur si batatorit, aduce raufacatorul in fata legii. Karlo e spinzurat pina moare.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Groapa-Riener&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scurt film documentar, 1984&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Groapa de pietris a unui domn pe nume Riener e vizitata si filmata. Comentariul in voice-over aminteste in mod frapant de Jacques-Yves Cousteau ("Apa este viata. Aici este verde, din cauza algelor, aici este maro din cauza milului, si in spate este limpede, aici este adinc, dar acum nu se poate vedea. In apa sint pesti si alte animale. Acest lac trebuie pastrat, si in alte parti ale lumii exista parcuri nationale.") vezi button-ul insigna cu "&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/autoretro/riener.jpg"&gt;Protejati groapa de pietris a lui Riener"&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Secret Service si lingourile de aur&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film realizat, 1985&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un film eminamente moralizator(chiar daca infiorator) despre propietate si putere. Protagonistul (un politist) este aruncat de niste golani intr-un lac dintr-o gradina. Scirba odata declansata("Prostii astia - pun io mina pe ei!") nu e pusa in practica. In orice caz toti vor sa puna mina pe avere, dar nimeni nu reuseste. Citatul din epilog "Aurul aduce necaz" ramine nerezolvat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vinzatorul de vechituri Abraham&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scurt metraj incomplet, 1985&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Persoana titulara moare. Ce este scris scris ramine.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Cind se furiseaza umbrele lungi&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;scenariu, 1985 (abandonat)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Intr-o cladire noua se aciuesc niste vagabonzi. Ei nu stiu ca niste germeni extraterestrii populeaza teritoriul si se hranesc cu oase. Sint transformati intr-o movila fleshcaita. Cu riscul vietii, cercetatorul Gerry Dillinger reuseste sa reprogrameze germenii astfel incit acum ei consuma legume, dar isi pierde ambele picioare.&lt;br /&gt;(ipoteza: Probabil creat ca urmare a faptului ca autorul vazuse doi ani inainte filmul "Poltergeist" de Tobe Hooper la televizor, ceea ce evident era prea devreme tinind cont de virsta frageda.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vircolacul din Kansas&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film cu porcarioare, 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Werwolful prostanac nu e in stare sa atace pietonii, este respins de un cap de mort in impermeabil galben(intre timp poate fi considerat clar ca tendinta homonecrofila). Dialog caracteristic("fii rau, golanule", "nu imi place".)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Planeta de gheata&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film StiintificoFantastic neterminat, 1985&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O extraordinara remarca din soundtrack: "Planeta de gheata este aici - ea este o amenintare. Planeta de gheata este rece - aici nu apuci sa imbatrinesti"(rima: kalt=rece, alt=batrin).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Spitalul de la marginea slum-ului&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Comics, 1985&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Povestiri dintr-un spital de nebuni. Pacientii sufera de Gehirnaquaplaning(planificare de spalare pe creier?! - boala in cauza e un citat direct) si gasti rivale se ataca unele pe altele cu albus de oua.(bazat pe o serie ceha cu doctori avind un nume similar).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Columbia - Space Shuttle &amp;amp; Rocket&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Film cu o racheta legata cu shnur (de lina), 1985&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;O drama hi action cu o racheta spatiala. Intr-o scena minunata zboara un F-16 Nightfighter pe linga racheta spatiala. Transmisia de la postul de control: "Oh, F-saishpele a zgiriat naveta, o sa ma interesez daca s-au produs pagube. Dupa cum aud nu sint probleme." Mai departe trebuie remarcat ca ne vom lovi de incopatibilitati fizice si gramaticale.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/autoretro/columbia-space-shuttle-and-rocket----monochrom-autoretro.ram"&gt;Stream&lt;/a&gt; video cu versiune DSL (15 MB)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parola Phantom&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film realizat, 1986&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O variatie pe tema Top Gun pt cei de 11 ani. Filmul descrie aventurile lui Iceman si Maverick. Acestia zboara imbracati intr-un combinezon VW care baga Mach 3 si urla "i-am tras-o rusului" sau "mama dracului", sau "Fuck". Din acest motiv aceasta capodopera nu a fost niciodata vizionata in cartier. Pacat de picajul spectaculoas in balta de noroi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;USA 1973&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film realizat, 1986&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Fratii eroului principal sint omoriti (dovada: apa pe tricou rosu pare singe). Comisarul ameninta pe fratele ramas in urma ("Fratele vostru a fost omorit" - "Asa ceva nu e distractiv, cu asa ceva nu poti glumi"). Acestia nu intreprind mai intii nimic , dar dupa ce mai mor intr-un mod inexplicabil si alti frati din marea familie incepe vrajba. Killer-ul e luat, trintit pe jos, pocnit("Porcule! Criminalule!") si dupa aceea dus in fata plutonului intr-o cutie cu nisip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Auto inferno&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film realizat, 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Background-ul fizic al povestii este o ruptura in crusta terestra, din care tisneste lava(ketchup). O armada de masinute de fier machtbox dispar intr-o mare de flacari.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Viticultura Dementei&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;povestire scurta, 1987&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;O gasca de viticultori lipsiti de scrupule transforma bautorii de vin in niste himere fara vointa carora le impun actiuni dubioase. Waldheim cere ajutor tarilor vecine. Institutul Max Planck(autorul tocmai aflase de cuvintul asta si era total incintat) intervine si impiedica escaladarea. Singura prelucrare literara austriaca a scandalului cu Glykol.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lenny Caution vineaza pe 007&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;film, in mare parte realizat, 1989&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;Detectivul privat si eroul cu acelasi nume Lenny Caution este luat prizonier de Ernst Stavro Blofeld. El il angajeaza pe doctorul corupt Muhammed Arabi sa ii spele creierul. Pe linga neinumaratele roluri secundare trebuie sa creada(ca de exemplu acela de teoretician in stiinte sovietic, un anumit Monsieur Levèvre - care cinta playback la o versiune gen Dieter Haller a Mylord-ului, Salman Rushdie, Printul Charles) si Ms. Monnypenny, Q, M si in sfirsit un Bond plingaret. Intr-un rol marcant domnul Johannes Grenzfurthner in rolul lui Detlef Ostroviski, spion Stasi(conduce Wartburg, nu Mazda). Muzica de film: Ennio Morricone.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Amöba - Fata de mizga&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;necunoscut, 1989&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Doamne bine ca nu mai exista dovezi.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112998472839307588?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112998472839307588/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112998472839307588' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112998472839307588'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112998472839307588'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/aici-este-o-pagina-pierduta-in-negura.html' title=''/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112966171574046321</id><published>2005-10-18T09:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-20T05:56:38.063-07:00</updated><title type='text'>a lot of runnaway chobits</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0182.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0182.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;i dunno about this abhorrent use of EN when opening the blogotron but i will use my knowledge of &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;engrish&lt;/span&gt; to change that&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ca urmare a pozelor si a pozei de mai sus inserate cu succes de vlad, nu am incotro decit sa mah intorc in timp la primele momente cind cu ajutorul lui wolfgang kopper - unul din membrii fondatori ai scenei alternatice din viena centrate in jurul localului obzecist Blue Box (acolo unde no wave-ul, chansonetele sovietice, darkwave-ul si postpunk-ul isi dadeau mina, ex-templu al grunge-ului) am ajuns in posesia a doua reviste&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-family:lucida grande;" &gt;monochrom&lt;/span&gt; printre care si ultima cu o coperta rosie si fata incruntata - aparuta la o distanta de aproape 3 ani de penultimul cartzoi. Mai am de zis despre Wolfgang ca pe linga activitatea politica de stinga duce si o politica extraordinara de promovare a trupelor tinere din Austria si un club lunar de muzica pe console gameboy.&lt;br /&gt;bah am ajuns cu ele in dinti acu citiva anishori intr-o seara la web pe care o tin bine minte pt ca ma vazui cu iguana, cote, cu branea, cu tudor, cu tot felul de oameni interesati de comix, de grafica alternativa, si de zinuri auto-produse in masa, xeroxabile si monocrome. si de atunci stiu ca unu sigur este la mine acasa, unu la milos, unu cred la rooly, si s-ar putea sa mai fie si altele.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Johnnes Grenzfurthner este un bun prieten si unul din membri fondatori ai revistei care asa a si inceput ca un zine subtziratec insa avindu-si originea pe net - sau ceea ce era numit net la vremea aia, caci la o virsta foarte frageda el era in 89 unu din primii utilizatori ai protoreletei care a servit drept schelet junglei de astazi. In copilarie el scria povestiri care ar putea servi drept scenariu unui Roland Emmerich - una din primele pastrate de la virsta de 8 sau 9 ani fiind DAS LOCH IN DEN ANDEN - adica GAURA DIN ANZI. Era vorba de un explorator sau alpinist care cade undeva in muntii anzi din America de Sud printr-o gaura si din cauza vitezei si a rodajului se transforma intr-un ZOMBI! Un zombi care iese pe partea cealalta a pamintului ca sa atace niste nave spatiale. Alaturi de activitatea de scriitor exista extrase din filmele facute la virsta de 10 ani, cu caracter postapocaliptic si cataclismic - masini de fier matchbox arse cu bricheta (efect de lava din ketschup care folfotea printr-o deschizatura dintre mese).&lt;br /&gt;La inceput au fost doar trei oameni, Johannes, Franky si un bun prieten din copilarie, iar nucleeul asta a ramas si acu, la care s-au mai adaugat vre-o 5.&lt;br /&gt;Daca ajungi in Electric Avenue - un fel de culoar in Museumsquartier unde serpuiesc vitrine cu tot felul de ciberinstitutii semi-imaginare care paraziteaza zona asta oficiala; de la game-o-mania cu console preistorice, pokemon pocket originare din Japon de la Subotron, eroii simbiozei tehno-stiintifico-critico-imaginare Monochrom, Cheap Records and Shop, constructorii de roboti de la Shifz si pina la hackerii prajiti de la Quintessenz.&lt;br /&gt;Am asistat si la o curatenie generala aici in birou - cred ca asta ar fi un masterat in sine - poti face arheologia monochromului vazind cam ce carti sint in biblioteca(carti despre primul Austro Cosmonaut, cartile lui Lovecraft, cartile lui Carl Sagan, cartea lui Russ Kick &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;OUTPOSTS - a Catalog of rare and disturbing alternative information&lt;/span&gt; cu capitole despre freedom, the unexplained, cyberculture, extremism, comix, conspiracies cover-ups and hidden information, the mind, the body, sex, si multe casete cu filme de categorie W de giganti ai maltratarii mentale precum Romero si Carpenter), afisul cu Survival Research Laboratories din 1992 - ultima oara cind au mai avut voie sa distruga roboti pe pamint european. Aici este locul unde poti face arta pentru gindaci de bucatarie - daca tot o sa fim contemporani cu ei doar o fractiune din timpul enormeeei lor prezent pe scoarta planetei - doar se stie cit de rezistenti sint ei la transformarile de mediu si la radiatii, atunci merita sa facem si arta pt supravietuitorii cataclismelor viitorului si ai canalizarilor prezentului. realitatea trista este ca in urma artei au decedat cu totii...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.monochrom.at/blattoptera/"&gt;http://www.monochrom.at/blattoptera/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.olliwood.com/kakbluebox.html"&gt;http://www.olliwood.com/kakbluebox.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112966171574046321?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112966171574046321/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112966171574046321' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112966171574046321'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112966171574046321'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/lot-of-runnaway-chobits.html' title='a lot of runnaway chobits'/><author><name>megatron</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/15739245598847914764</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_uQnMbZI_oqA/TJ9o_P4_AZI/AAAAAAAAAo4/ok0DicasiBU/S220/200920101202.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112963602003420634</id><published>2005-10-18T04:41:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-29T05:47:35.430-07:00</updated><title type='text'>16th district</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0172.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_0172.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is again the 16th district a place where working class, immigrants and artsy people live. We went there to the market and we found this. Well, I like graffiti anyway but the picture of Muslim women knitting and balkan immigrants having a chat with the painted wall on the background is really beautiful.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112963602003420634?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112963602003420634/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112963602003420634' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112963602003420634'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112963602003420634'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/16th-district.html' title='16th district'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112955968626254809</id><published>2005-10-17T07:27:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T07:41:49.156-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Errorism in Vienna</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_01711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_01711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_0171.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We inflitrated the political campaigners thanks to Wolfgang here in the picture. This is 16th district Vienna&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112955968626254809?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112955968626254809/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112955968626254809' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112955968626254809'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112955968626254809'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/errorism-in-vienna.html' title='Errorism in Vienna'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112950571817544806</id><published>2005-10-16T16:32:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:43:10.630-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Stefan's studio</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_01742.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_01741.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_01752.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_01751.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/1600/IMG_01772.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/35/1145/400/IMG_01771.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is Stefan's room.&lt;br /&gt;Vlad's room can be seen &lt;a href="http://vladnanca.blogspot.com/2005/10/vienna-days.html"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112950571817544806?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112950571817544806/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112950571817544806' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112950571817544806'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112950571817544806'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/stefans-studio.html' title='Stefan&apos;s studio'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-17889639.post-112950510541117873</id><published>2005-10-16T15:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T16:25:05.436-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vienna days</title><content type='html'>Stefan and I are good friends. We both live in Bucharest and we're both involved in stirring up creative energies. It happened that both Stefan and I were invited for a residency at the Q21 / MQ in Vienna at the same time. We  didnt know of eachother and we were both really happy to find out we'd be here.&lt;br /&gt;We'll write here in the blog important and useless things we want to share.&lt;br /&gt;I am posting in my &lt;a href="http://www.fotolog.net/vladnanca"&gt;street art photolog&lt;/a&gt; various things I see in the streets of Vienna. Also here is &lt;a href="http://vladnanca.blogspot.com/"&gt;a post&lt;/a&gt; in my blog about my room here in Vienna. Next post here will be with photos of Stefan's room. So here we go...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/17889639-112950510541117873?l=vladotron.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/feeds/112950510541117873/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=17889639&amp;postID=112950510541117873' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112950510541117873'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/17889639/posts/default/112950510541117873'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://vladotron.blogspot.com/2005/10/vienna-days.html' title='Vienna days'/><author><name>Vlad Nancă</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02733306670614529422</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry></feed>
