The second-floor cafe at MoMA went a step further and, until this week, had Jonathan Horowitz's witty pop art piece "Coke and/or Pepsi Machine" near the bar, where visitors were left to ponder whether it was a work of art or just a bizarre one-of-a-kind vending machine.
The whole point of variety was that it was just that: you'd get a headline act, usually a comic or singer, surrounded by a wonderful mish-mash of magicians, musicians, acrobats and speciality turns such as the bizarre one of "the man who fills the stage with flags".
It's an absurd proposition, a bizarre one-in-a-billion confluence of what Jeff Jarvis, the digital commentator, calls "old media meeting new media and creating something we'd never seen before and couldn't even imagine.
In a bizarre twist, one of Mr. Durst's lawyers, Dick DeGuerin, has acknowledged in court that his client disguised himself as a mute woman named Dorothy Ciner when he rented the $300-a-month 300-a-monthcross the hall from Mr. Black.
After a bizarre interview from one of its executives on the day of its IPO pricing, today Match Group, owner of the popular Tinder dating app, listed as a public company, spinning out from its parent IAC.
Yet when we turn to America at play, there appears to be a bizarre contradiction in one of the nation's most prestigious and powerful college conferences: the Southeastern Conference can't find an African-American to be head football coach at one of its universities.
What ensues is a truly bizarre one-man show — an act of alternating domination and humility, braggadocio and brand-building.
What ensues is a truly bizarre one-man show an act of alternating domination and humility, braggadocio and brand-building.
It is a bizarre story, one that tells of a "man of smoke" -- literally, a man who appears real but has been formed by smoke -- who arrives in a strange kingdom and is hailed as a savior.
Across town, walk along 14th Street NW in the U Street and Logan Circle neighbourhoods and you're sure to stumble upon something thought-provoking – or merely bizarre – at one of a smattering of galleries, including the Hamiltonian Gallery, Project 4, Gallery Plan B, Contemporary Wing, Transformer, Curator's Office, Hemphill, or the Adamson Gallery.
Let's revisit the music scene in 1999: there were the inescapable boy bands, girl groups and a fair share of bizarre one-hit wonders (never forget, we made "Blue (Da Ba Dee)" a hit, people).
