Finally started 2006 this morning with Andrew W.K.'s Close Calls With Brick Walls. I don't understand the amount of undue hate AWK received back when I Get Wet came out. Sure, on first glance it seemed like roided out jock rock about partying, but there's so much more to him. Well, maybe not that much more, but there's definitely more than that. Its his power of positive thinking mantras that keep me fascinated by the guy (his ultra catchy, bizarro music helps too, though). Its a belief system that is so counter-intuitive to my own that its like listening to an unknown language, one spoken through a shiny muscular horn.Calls With Brick Walls expands on his speed metal cheese repertoire to include new wave, piano balladry, and death metal cheese. Can't ask for more than that.
Favorite track: "Slam John Against a Brick Wall" or maybe "I Want Your Face"
Last week was: Modern Lovers, Modern Lovers; Ween, 12 Golden Country Greats, and Subtitle, Terrain to Roam.
I think this week will be: Nico, Chelsea Girl; Of Montreal, The Bedside Drama A Petite Tragedy; and The National, Sad Songs for Dirty Lovers.
