Half a century ago, Belgian Zoologist Bernard Heuvelmans first codified cryptozoology in his book On the Track of Unknown Animals.

The Centre for Fortean Zoology (CFZ) are still on the track, and have been since 1992. But as if chasing unknown animals wasn't enough, we are involved in education, conservation, and good old-fashioned natural history! We already have three journals, the largest cryptozoological publishing house in the world, CFZtv, and the largest cryptozoological conference in the English-speaking world, but in January 2009 someone suggested that we started a daily online magazine! The CFZ bloggo is a collaborative effort by a coalition of members, friends, and supporters of the CFZ, and covers all the subjects with which we deal, with a smattering of music, high strangeness and surreal humour to make up the mix.

It is edited by CFZ Director Jon Downes, and subbed by the lovely Lizzy Bitakara'mire (formerly Clancy), scourge of improper syntax. The daily newsblog is edited by Corinna Downes, head administratrix of the CFZ, and the indexing is done by Lee Canty and Kathy Imbriani. There is regular news from the CFZ Mystery Cat study group, and regular fortean bird news from 'The Watcher of the Skies'. Regular bloggers include Dr Karl Shuker, Dale Drinnon, Richard Muirhead and Richard Freeman.The CFZ bloggo is updated daily, and there's nothing quite like it anywhere else. Come and join us...

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Sunday, July 17, 2011

WILD MAN FISHER (1944-2011)

I had no idea that he had died until I read his obituary in The Word last night. I am sooo tempted to play Merry Go Round very loud at the WW and call for two minutes silence....

For those of you who don't know about him Read this...

1 comment:

Syd said...

In his intro. to this article, dear old Jon said:
"Larry "Wild Man" Fisher is dead. I guarantee that Syd will hate this song".
Now that is something of an error, has the unintelligible, raucous sounds heard in the you-tube clip, could never be classified as a song, by even the biggest stretch of ones imagination, any more than could the roar of a 747's engines at full power be called a song.