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Thursday, June 21, 2007
Brinky Meets Idol
Skateboard Journalist , bestower of stickers and commenter who encourages us to disengage our brains and listen to more Andrew W.K. for a happier life; Rob Brink is in Vegas doing something too complicated to go into here..skating, flash mobs... Anyway Brinky hit the jackpot and got to meet his Party Guru and he's the happiest mofo ev-ar.
I'm glad for Brinky, from what I gather AWK was personable and engaging, a skill some celebs have never cultivated, which begs the question "If you don't like being noticed and approached in public, why did you court fame in the first place?"
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As if comments weren't already at an all-time low, you had to go and do this!!!
"We don't have fans, we have friends."
-AWK
Posted by: Brink at June 21, 2007 11:50 PM
Aww, Brinky, Steven and I conspired to rock you with an entry because you are True of Heart like Percival.
Streuth, the comments might be sucking air at the moment, but we still have mighty crowds of visitors from Ian's Rose McGowan/subsequent "boob" discussion forum. So, enjoy your mild notoriety here on the Dregublog and may it bring you even more friends.
Maybe you should pop the top a little. Just a suggestion.
Posted by: Cintra WK at June 22, 2007 12:54 AM
Hey if we can't show our friend Brinky some love then what's the point of posting to the Narcissosphere? Brinky is the hardest working man in the bidness and he deserves the pixels.
Posted by: steven at June 22, 2007 8:38 AM
I saw AWK in L.A. a couple of months ago. My ex-girfriend made me go, and I have to admit, the dude rocked. He's out of his mind--a horrible singer and a horrible keyboardist--but his manic, positive energy was infectious. My ex was jumping around like a crack monkey ("Hmmmmm," I thought. "She never jumps around like a crack monkey when I sing to her...").
Also, as a big fan of silly dancing, I really appreciated AWK's moves. He dove into the audience, and at one point there were about 20 people on the small stage, but as spastic as they were, they were oddly polite and never got out of control. Many had the cultish white-t-shirt-and-jeans thing going.
Posted by: Jon Thibault at June 22, 2007 1:32 PM
"My job is to continue to work every day and do whatever I can -- whatever it takes -- to further the goal of this music, which is to make as many people on the face of the Earth feel good as possible."
-A.W.K.
Posted by: Brink at June 22, 2007 3:17 PM
Brinky wants to put his thingy between my boobies.
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