Andrew W.K. - I Get Wet

by Bob Coyne Rating: Release Date:2001-11-11

On the cover of I Get Wet, Andrew WK appears as the quintessential New York City rock & roll star: an iconic, bloody-nosed Neanderthal with a mop of greasy hair plastered over his face. At first glance, you'd swear he was the star of some new ad campaign, dabbling in metal's aesthetics for some ironic thrill. But then, you notice that look of steely determination in WK's eyes. And then you hear this debut album and you realise that, miraculously, this 21-year-old has turned out the best old-skool rock & roll record in living memory. It sounds something like Van Halen brawling with the Beastie Boys circa Licensed to Ill, with Elton John hammering away at the piano and Mötley Crüe spiking the drinks: a 12-track collection of undiluted rock maximalism that owes nothing to any supposed lo-fidelity "punk" ethic, and absolutely everything to the power of a great tune and a crate of beer. The priceless first single "Party Hard" lays out the manifesto, but there's much more where that came from: the rock-operatic "Ready to Die", the decadent blast of "Party 'til You Puke", the last-gasp clarion-call of "Don't Stop Living in the Red"--all stupidly, jaw-droppingly excellent explosions of rawk purity. Shift up, Eminem: the crown of the white-trash hero is up for grabs, and by the sound of I Get Wet, Andrew WK brawls as hard as he parties. --Louis Pattison

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