
Club Denim
Guelph, Ontario
February 17, 2004
Andrew W.K. is a real rarity in
rock n roll. He has got to be the most down to earth and decent guy there
is in rock n roll today. When a fan approaches Andrew, he drops whatever
it is he's doing and gives the fan(s) whatever they want. Pictures of him head butting
you? No problem. Oh, you're wearing a helmet and he's not? No
problem. Pictures of him bleeding like a stuck pig? No
problem. Autograph of his intimate thoughts at that very moment? No
problem. When this guy signs an autograph for you, he writes you a
story. He covers whatever item you give him with writing that goes on and
on. I'm telling you it takes him 5 minutes to give you his autograph, but
that's what makes it so fucking cool. The interaction with him.
He looks you straight in the eye and takes up a conversation about WHATEVER you want and makes you feel like you're a human not just some screaming idiot trying to get something for nothing. This is why his fans love him so much. I know he isn't exactly the most popular dude on earth but if you meet him once, you'll never forget him. He puts on a GREAT show, involves the audience all the way and afterwards hangs around the tour bus until EVERYONE has EVERYTHING signed, pics taken, conversations fulfilled and everyone leaves with a great memory of the event.
Take your kids to see this guy. His show is good clean fun. He doesn't even fucking swear at all.
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