Man, words cannot even begin to describe the craziness that is Andrew WK. Any song by him is easily the anthem for punks and party monsters alike. With his insane amount of fist pumping and head banging, I am surprised I got any shots at all. Not to mention the fact that his fans were quite the rowdy bunch. Within one minute of Andrew stepping on stage, the first wave of stage-divers climbed onto the stage and one of them caught their foot in my camera strap and, honestly, I thought I would never see it again.
The first opening band “Bare the Traveler” was almost as energetic as Andrew himself. Their vocals were spot on and their choice of instruments were pretty sweet too (what up, mandolin!).
Holding my camera
Screaming, thrashing, elated,
Frames make this all still.