To most, Andrew WK is a musician whose credo can be summed up in two simple words: Party Hard. To others, though, there's a lot more to this lank-haired party animal permanently clad in cultish white. In fact, not only is Andrew WK hiding what he really is, he's also hiding who he really is. You see, the Andrew WK we see today - performing, recording albums, giving motivational speeches, that sort of thing - is not the same Andrew WK whose bloodied face appeared on the cover of his seminal (steady) album I Get Wet. Apparently the original WK was replaced by a doppelganger in the mid-00s, with most of the evidence seemingly hinging on the fact that he grew a beard when he got older. So we must again ask the question...why? Unlike the Fox 9/11 conspiracy, there doesn't appear to be any shadowy forces trying to control the world through the music of Andrew WK. He didn't fake his death and get replaced by a copy-cat, according to the conspiracy theorists. The reasoning behind the replacement is seemingly as innocuous as the original WK being unhappy with the creative direction his manager/puppetmaster was sending him in, so he got replaced. Which is the weirdest part of this particular conspiracy theory because...it's kinda true? There has only ever been one true Andrew WK but he's had trouble holding onto the copyright to his stage name, after an actual bust-up with some of his early collaborators, which is why his second album didn't get released anywhere except Japan until recently. Which, sadly, is more about the banality of human greed than the evil of music business execs brainwashing a hairy guy to be super into partying. Presumably the original's off with Tupac, Elvis and Kurt Cobain.
Tom Baker is the Comics Editor at WhatCulture! He's heard all the Doctor Who jokes, but not many about Randall and Hopkirk. He also blogs at http://communibearsilostate.wordpress.com/
