Readers in the horror genre want horror. Readers of erotica want something titillating. Bizarro fiction readers want something weird.
“The introduction to the first Bizarro Starter Kit describes Bizarro as ‘literature’s equivalent to the cult section at the video store’ and a genre that ‘strives not only to be strange, but fascinating, thought-provoking, and, above all, fun to read.' According to Rose O’Keefe of Eraserhead Press: ‘Basically, if an audience enjoys a book or film primarily because of its weirdness, then it is Bizarro. Weirdness might not be the work’s only appealing quality, but it is the major one.'”
—Wikipedia, s.v. “Bizarro fiction,” last modified May 7, 2019, https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Bizarro_fiction
Eraserhead Press is a major publisher. Thought I might try a short story collection with a GoodReads rating above four, Entropy in Bloom by Jeremy Robert Johnson. Interested in suggestions if anyone reading this has any.
Episode 7, “The Sutherland Sisters” of Bizzarro Bazar.
“When Adult Swim debuted Too Many Cooks in that early morning time slot, almost no one thought it would find an audience. Within a week, the surreal 11-minute parody of a ‘90s sitcom theme song had racked up over 5 million views on YouTube… It took a full year, a skeleton crew, and dozens of extras to bring this half-baked concept to life. To mark its four-year anniversary, and shed a little light on how a bit of late-night stoner comedy won over the internet with surrealist humor and a catchy tune, Inverse spoke to 10 people behind Too Many Cooks, from creator Casper Kelly to the musicians who wrote the song, to the villain.
Here’s the story of Too Many Cooks, in the words of its unlikely creators…”
—Jake Kleinman, “An Oral History of ‘Too Many Cooks’.” Inverse. October 28, 2018.
More than you wanted to know about the making of Too Many Cooks.
“One pauses, and is suddenly struck with a vision: The Earth opens up and seeps fizzy pop. The carbonated fountains of the great deep break open. End-oriented teleoplexic history reveals that the world was created merely to spew forth Pepsi: everything else was merely a means to this end. They call it the 𝖕𝖊𝖕𝖘𝖎𝖈𝖑𝖎𝖕𝖕𝖊𝖗. Pepsi, as cosmic alchemical baseline or sugary-blackened-Nigredo, is the Alpha and the Omega, and all other conceivable ‘ends’ (human will, desire, values, Promethean ambitions) are merely camouflaged ‘means’ for the shooting forth of Pepsi from the great internal fountains of the Earth. The springs of terrestrial history weep black liquid sugar. Tears of Pepsi trickle from the empty eye-socket of an anorganic God, a cosmic visage pulled back into sugarrush rictus. This time there is no Noah and no ark. Everything drowns in obsidian sluice. Glucose high; glucose crash. John Milton — blind prophet, blind to his own prophecy — announces this, our fate, from Anno Domini 1667.”
An essay in seven parts, Thomas Moyihan’s Cosmic Dyspepsia & Divine Excrement is a schizophrenic juxtaposition of the Arnell Group’s Breathtaking: A Design Document for the Pepsi brand (a document of uncertain origin that could be a modern Protocols of the Elders of Zion aimed at the marketing masters of late-stage capitalism), academic critical theory, and a reimagining of Milton’s Paradise Lost as a prophecy of Pepsi.
Not for everyone, but if the text above appeals to you, then it might be worth taking a look at the whole thing.
h/t 3:AM Magazine
Description of Weirdcore’s process for making this video is available from Fast Company.