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Jonah Salz articles concerning noh/kyogen

As articles published in various journals become available as public PDF files, I will introduce them here.
http://repo.lib.ryukoku.ac.jp/jspui/bitstream/10519/2492/1/KJ00005242273.pdf
Research bulletin, Soci-cultural Association, Ryukoku University, 2008

"Hana" as manifestation of beauty in Japanese noh: Contrasting the flower with Korean's shinmyong (spontaneous katharsis)
Tradition meets Technohlogy: Integrating Japanese Noh & New Technology in Shakespeare’s Macbeth

http://people.brunel.ac.uk/bst/vol0901/jonahsalz/jonahsalz.pdf

 YouTube introduction to Sleep no more (Oe Noh Theatre):
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=R8Z1HVfg1d8

 From a talk, Tech-noh-logies: Historic and contemporary perspectives on Japanese classical masked dance-theatre expressions
http://asianperformingartsforum.wordpress.com/past-events/204-2/
6pm 23 May 2011 at Centre for Creative Collaboration, 16 Acton Street, London WC1X 9NG.

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