Varied intiatives aimed at grey matters have cropped up.  Vulture brains, imbibed by fire, have opportuned visionary insight for footballers in recent times. Leveraging other anxieties elsewhere, with detriment, needless to say, to the avian advocates among us!

Mind children get headaches while memory palaces stave off near-certain condemnation and, indeed, there are assorted extra-terrestrials facing stylistic if not more insidious forms of obsolescence on account of their over-sized crania.

These startling occurrences, if not other less esoteric concerns, will be met with the good graces of a Brain Benefit that, according to crystal spheres and dried vulture brains, is fast-approaching!  To be a polymorphic menagerie of spirited machineries, and, according to current constelllations of star-flung monoliths: a multi-faceted sensorium that would have A.Scriabin drooling! IT IS UPON US SEVERAL DAYS HENCE:  24 July, the year 2010.

(((WFT))) prophecied to plumb possibility spaces in the cataclysmic clublanding of Branx, on the eve of 7 July this very year!

Manifesting there to authorize structural adjustments and nit-pick networks of cultural artifacts native to weird fictional frequencies

Or, in other words, fleshy minded mammals can expect the unexpected, albeit bearing an uncanny safety net in knowing that it will be a real-time rendezvous within synth addled ficto-quizzical forays.

It is rumored that a second deployment of the iMage will be manifesting circa Portland, Earth in coming weeks.  More to be announced on that front.

At any rate,  paranormal mechanisms in tow, the iMage attempts to triangulate the epicenter of the Polterzeitgeist, then saturates that field with billions and billions of ghost queries, in hopes that one or more of these derelict data projectiles will compel the Polterzeitgeist to emerge.

Not unlike finding a needle in a haystack, excepting that this hertzian haystack is filled with all manner of needles, and so it may take some finesse to hone in on the Polterzeitgeist proper.  The included pictures are redolent of Polterzeitgeist phenomena and in fact are the fascinating results of alpha-phase testing.

Communications, love, and existing in an era.

April 30th and May 1, 8pm

Performance Works Northwest

Conundrums of communication emerge across towns, time and space. From cave-dwelling Quakers, grunge lovers in New Jersey to galactic beings in an ever expanding Universe, the prospect of exchange is obstructed by distances real and imagined.

Cross wiring chasms from the cinematic, literary and theatrical; in alliance with Future Death Toll and Erik Bader, messages will be mixed and echoes mistaken half-knowingly as correspondence from afar.

Cryogenic keepings of frozen forecasts have been inadvertently thawed, revealing a sort of disheveled map. Within this info-graphic array— the dizzying spell of winged migrations that will befall (((WFT))) in coming weeks–is foretold!  Hurtling this ficto-quizzical milieu will be,  in varied trajectories.  Weird Fiction will be transported to the nethermost craters of the Willamette Valley, i.e., Ditch Project Space in Springfield, OR.  Together with the miasmic machinists, Future Death Toll ,on the eve of 20 February, to accelerate the concurrent Ditch Freeze event into a new dark age.

Come March 6th, in the forestal abysm of Olympia, under the auspices of the Hall of The Woods, still greater swathes of immemorial lunacy will be heralded across the pacific northwest patches of spaceship earth! Witness the Olympia Noise Fest, if you can fathom such an affront!

As winter warbles and spring time creeps in, other avenues, looming now on the outskirts of this sphere, will be more tangibly deciphered and so remain: to be announced!

This alongside an emergent compendium of collateral texts, GIF speciation theories and other missives propagated by the (((WFT))) policy institute; who, in an effort to advance their own “ficto-quizzical” mythologies, will facilitate the hoarding of materials on a dedicated electronic storehouse (weird-fiction.net/gifeconomy)

At once an instantiation of the “gift economy” and a call to action within the economy of expression roused by the humble parameters of the Graphic Interchange Format. (in)Appropriated material, both solicited and scavenged, will be intermingled within this labyrinthine technocultural milieu.

Denizens of the World Wide Web are implored to reanimate dead media and revive retrograde knowledge structures; deploying anomalous information and thereby accelerating GIF speciation. The GIF is your passport to the immortal realms of mythology mash-ups and off-modern memes. Remember: overexposure to cine-molecular glitch scapes (GIF animations and their kin) may lead to as of yet unknown climes of panopticonscious surrender.

NOW through December 18th–Send your GIFs to:  weirdfictiongifs@gmail.com

To be deployed live starting December 3rd online and at on site at Tractor gallery in Portland

the following Memetic prompts and file name suggestions culled from existing Weird Fiction mythos, may be used to guide your GIF speciation efforts:

-Ficto-Quizzical
-Obliterati
-Cine-Molecule
-Second-Wave Vampling
-Lorkurer
-Glitchcraft
-Derelict Theory Objects
-Temporary Autonomous Clone
-Obliteratarium
-Panopticonscientious Objector
-Majestic 12
-Polterzeitgeist

Additional prompts will be transmitted to the fleshy minds of mammals by way of twitter.com/cthulhucalling

William Tager notwithstanding, anomalous acts of brutality will be sequestered to the video arena, where Weird Fiction, as always, operates live on the innards of information culture.

If this most auspicious evening  evidences any unexpected sorts of critical beatdown, chalk it up to the addition of the rogue percussionist and his bevvy of uncertain sensory impacts

20 S.E. 8th, Portland, Earth