So

I had never been at the venue before, it was a cool little place. We still had time to kill, so we grabbed some drinks from the bar. While
So the door opened, and were off like a bunch of rockets.
For those who don't know, Wesley Willis doesn't shake hands. He headbutts people. He grabs you, stares in your eyes, and says, ``Say Raw!'' You then say raw. Not rock, but raw. Next thing you know, he's slammed his forehead against yours. ``Say Row!'' You say row, not roll, and get slammed in the forehead again. This continues for some time, and he mixes it up. Sometimes two rolls in a row, sometimes two rocks in a row, sometimes he growls it, sometimes he just grinds his head against yours.
Wesley Willis: Would you like to buy one of my CDs?
Wesley Willis lets go of Russell Sprague's hand and gestures to the CDs laid out next to him.
Russell Sprague: I would love to buy one of your CDs!
Wesley Willis: Really? Do you like my music?
Russell Sprague: Of course! I love your music. It's really an honor to meet you in person.
So I bought a couple of his CDs (including New York, New York) from the guy helping him.
Gutbucket was pretty incredible band from the NYC area. I was very upset not to be able to buy one of their CDs at the end of the evening, as I couldn't find them where they said they would be. Gutbucket consisted of a sax player, a bassist (floor bass, not bass guitar), a drummer, and a guitarist. They would switch from style to style mid-song, going from jazz to rock to blues in the same song, shifting roughly but sounding great.
Angry Atom was just a typical rock band from Minnesota. Guitarist and bassist vocalist brothers, and drummer. Nothing too fancy or out of the ordinary, but decent music. Just not as ecclectic or interesting as I expected for a band opening for Wesley Willis. Decent guitar work, decent bass lines, but I honestly thought Gutbucket was better. The music gelled nicely, but they just drowned out their own vocals. Maybe I'm too much of a fan of vocals-driven music, being a hardcore

After they were done,
So, another review?
This man played at the Knitting Factory in New York City
About two hundred fifty people were at the show
The jam session was awesome
It really whupped a marsupial's ass!
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis!
He really rocked like a magickiss
The crowd roared like a lion
The jam session whupped Saddam Hussein's ass
He really played it on like a hurricane
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis!
*Jams for about fifty seconds*
He rocked a donkey's asshole
The rock show was over
A lot of people met him
He is making a lot of money on this tour
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis
Wesley Willis!
Rock over London, rock on New York City!
Allstate, you're in good hands!
It was easier doing that the first time. Anyway, the show was fucking amazing. He has just such a presense, such an energy. He jams during every gap between the second chorus and the third verse, bopping his head and playing with noises. The smile on his face, the joking comments, you just can't watch him and not feel good. He's just fucking electric. He smiles, he jams, he just fucking gets into it with his heart and soul.
Example: the song ``Don't Drive Like an Asshole''. He flips through the piles of lyrics on his lap (until I get pictures up, check out this concert review to get an idea), finally pulling out the next song. He triumphantly lifts the sheet of music into the air, and jabs at it with a finger. ``This is the song, I'm going to sing to you, called `Don't Drive Like an Asshole'. Don't drive like an asshole. *singsong voice* Don't drive like an aaaaaasshoooole! This is a song about not driving like an asshole. Don't drive like a jerk. Don't drive like an ASSHOLE!!! ...don't drive like an assssss-hole.'' Then he does the actual song.
He started the night with ``Osama Bin Laden'', a song chastizing him for his terrorist activities and his responsibility in the September Eleventh attacks. As
``The sauce makes you shit.'' *crowd laughs* ``No, they put a sauce in the tacos that makes you shit and poop a lot.'' *crowd laughs harder* ``The sauce they put in the tacos makes you shit and piss all over yourself!''
Near the end of the night, he said, ``I have two more encore songs to do, but first let me do this song....'' Two songs later, he said, ``The next song is the last song. But first...'' and did another song. Even after the last song, he decided to do another. His handler kind of shrugged and sighed, making a hilarious look. He made all his farewells, explained when he'd try to be back, said every possible good bye... and then did another song. A few songs before the end, the guy gave him a FDNY hat to wear, but it ended up falling off until he put it on backwards.
At one point some random girl from the crowd next to us (that kept on passing a Gatoraide bottle containing Bob knows what) ended up grabbing a hold of my arm for a couple of songs, dancing with me and making me cheer with her. Random.
The most amazing song of the night was a song about Angry Atom. About Angry Atom's show that night! When he said the crowd roared like a lion, he meant us! Yay! It was kind of cool, hearing him refer to events that had just transpired. Also, it was cool how he changed his usual ending (``Rock over London, rock on Chicago'') to ``Rock over London, rock on New York City (once New York, New York). I didn't know that he did that. I wonder if he changes it if he records an album in a different city. We were so close to the stage, I got to shake his hand as he walked off.
Say RROOWWWWWWWWW!!!
So it was an amazing incredible evening. Any time he's in town, I'll be there again. Wow. Rock over London, rock on New York City! White Castle, it's what you crave!