Andrew W.K.'s I Get Wet (33 1/3)

Andrew W.K.'s I Get Wet (33 1/3)

Phillip Crandall

"It's Time To Party," the 1st tune off of I Get Wet, opens with a rapid-fire guitar line ― not anything fancy, only a couple crunchy energy chords to acclimate the ears ― repeated two times prior to a booming bass drum joins in to supply a quarter-note countdown. A faint, swirling influence intensifies with each one bass kick and, by way of the 8th one, the ears have prepped themselves for the steel mayhem they're approximately to obtain. whilst all of it drops, and the joyous onslaught of 100 guitars is eventually discovered, you will have to forgive your ears for being duped right into a fake feel of safety, simply because it is that moment intensified drop a number of seconds later ― the only the place but extra guitars take place and Andrew W.K. slam-plants his vocal flag by means of screaming the song's titular line ― that actually floods the mind with endorphins, serotonin, dopamine, and no matter what else formulates invincibility.

Polished to a vibrant overdubbed-to-oblivion sheen, the party-preaching I Get Wet did not trap the zeitgeist of rock on the flip of the century; it captured the timelessness of adlescent, as energized, remarkable, and unapologetically silly as ever. With insights from buddies and unparalleled aid from the mythological maniac himself ― whose sermon and dad sensibilities proceed to polarize ― this e-book chronicles the sound's evolution, uncovers the relevance of Steev Mike, and examines how Andrew W.K.'s inviting, inclusive lyrics create the last word shared adventure among artist and audience.

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