There was a rock show disguised as a classical piano/string quartet playing last night. Now to be honest, I was really not sure what the expect, and I am a little tiny bit disappointed that there were no pianos burned during the incident, but then again, that is more of the dark side of rock and not the gleaming white heat that is Andrew W.K.
As Andrew pointed out, the show was at an amazing venue the Swedish American Music Hall, which for anyone from a small town, is like going to a large local grange hall for a show, except in this case, the hall is furbished really nicely and the architecture is kick ass.
Coming into the whole thing kind of left me a little flat when I realised that the show was not just Andrew W.K. backed by the Calder Quartet, but equal portions Calder Quartet and Andrew W.K.
Once I accepted this fact and stopped feeling kind of "tricked" into listening to really cool strings quartet music I really began to dig the show and get into what was going on.
It wasn't until Andrew broke into his own songs did the crowd go completely insane.
I had never heard a room full of people rally, and shout along to songs played on strings and piano, but now that I have... well the future is wide open!
After all that rocking it was time to pack it out,
I grabbed two t-shirts and a poster for $30 total (which is just about unheard of these days), and was stopped by my homeboy who wanted an autograph and a photo of A.W.K. himself, and so we waited.
And...
Eventually...
It was time to close up shop at the Swedish Hall, and we were bummed, and being ushered out slowly when the manager (a stout and striking man with black leather wrist gauntlets named Guy)stopped us and pointed out the Andrew had come out and to go up and get his attention.
In the end, we were rocked, and rolled, photographed, and signed, all with a positive inspiring message and a classical touch.
Go fig.
Thursday, October 8, 2009
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