Loved Like a Milkshake
January 17, 2004 5:33 PM Subscribe
"Loved Like a Milkshake" is an 18-track tribute album to the beloved outsider musician Wesley Willis. It's a joy-ride. It really whips the camel's ass with a belt.
see, he's crazy. and he's crazy. and, um, he's also crazy. what's not to like?
wesley willis also enjoyed the dubious distinction of being the very first blort ever.
posted by quonsar at 6:01 PM on January 17, 2004
wesley willis also enjoyed the dubious distinction of being the very first blort ever.
posted by quonsar at 6:01 PM on January 17, 2004
Rock over London.
Rock on Chicago.
Wheaties, breakfast of champions.
posted by keswick at 6:13 PM on January 17, 2004
Rock on Chicago.
Wheaties, breakfast of champions.
posted by keswick at 6:13 PM on January 17, 2004
I Wupped Batman's Ass
By W. Willis
Batman got on my nerves
He was running me amok
He ridiculed me calling me a bum
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Batman thought he was bad
He was a fucking asshole in the first place
He got knocked to the floor
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Batman beat the hell out of me and knocked me to the floor
I got back up and knocked him to the floor
He was being such a jackoff
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Wheaties, breakfast of champions
posted by Dreamghost at 7:07 PM on January 17, 2004
By W. Willis
Batman got on my nerves
He was running me amok
He ridiculed me calling me a bum
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Batman thought he was bad
He was a fucking asshole in the first place
He got knocked to the floor
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Batman beat the hell out of me and knocked me to the floor
I got back up and knocked him to the floor
He was being such a jackoff
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
I wupped Batman's ass
Wheaties, breakfast of champions
posted by Dreamghost at 7:07 PM on January 17, 2004
I was lucky enough to see Wesley Willis about a year before he died. I had my bonked by several times. It was one of the happiest moments of my life.
posted by philcliff at 7:27 PM on January 17, 2004
posted by philcliff at 7:27 PM on January 17, 2004
Pitchfork Media already pretty much provided a proof of concept for me. Not that I expected web hype to be much different than real world hype.
Though I do understand the draw of the crazy.
posted by weston at 9:41 PM on January 17, 2004
Though I do understand the draw of the crazy.
posted by weston at 9:41 PM on January 17, 2004
I saw Wesley once a few years ago. It was the most bizzare performance ever. This semi-literate hulk of a man was rambling like there was no tomorrow to the beat of a drum box and prerecorded melodies from his casio. The man was genious.
There was a flash christmas card floating around last year that used one of his songs. www.coolcds.com/images/santa.swf
posted by jmgorman at 8:02 AM on January 18, 2004
There was a flash christmas card floating around last year that used one of his songs. www.coolcds.com/images/santa.swf
posted by jmgorman at 8:02 AM on January 18, 2004
I think "Alanis Morissette" is probably the most accessible for new listeners.
Might be a good place to start. If you hate it, you might as well stop there.
(I bought him bananas once, and had a really nice conversation with his cute manager,
when he opened for Juliana Hatfield in Asbury Park)
posted by milovoo at 8:03 AM on January 18, 2004
Might be a good place to start. If you hate it, you might as well stop there.
(I bought him bananas once, and had a really nice conversation with his cute manager,
when he opened for Juliana Hatfield in Asbury Park)
posted by milovoo at 8:03 AM on January 18, 2004
I liked "I Smoke Weed." Very Ween. I never thought any one song could so completely capture my place in the universe... *sniff* RIP, Wesley!
posted by squirrel at 12:48 PM on January 18, 2004
posted by squirrel at 12:48 PM on January 18, 2004
Wesley Willis was a genius. How can you not love lyrics like:
(From "Cut the Mullet")
Get the rat's nest off your head
Get that crazy-ass mother off your skull
Take your ass to the barber shop
Tell the barber that you're sick of looking like an asshole
posted by alex_reno at 1:30 PM on January 18, 2004
(From "Cut the Mullet")
Get the rat's nest off your head
Get that crazy-ass mother off your skull
Take your ass to the barber shop
Tell the barber that you're sick of looking like an asshole
posted by alex_reno at 1:30 PM on January 18, 2004
Crap -- I had a great explanation as to why WW was a genius and a review of the new album's content but it got eaten by the system.
In short, he was a guy who managed to make something out of a career of being a immense paranoid schizophrenic who used a Casio keyboard as his primary composition device to write songs about shows he'd seen, bands he liked, delusional events and other paranoid ramblings.
He was a one-of-a-kind musician and while his music has mostly kitsch appeal, it certainly was different.
The album is kind of hit-or-miss as low-budget comps tend to be. A few of the songs beg the question as to whether the musicians had even heard the song they were supposed to be covering. A few stand-out reinterpretations of WW's work deserve recognition, namely Haggis Rising's "Blood Guts and Firetrucks" and The Shut-Ins' "Rock And Roll McDonalds" and the eponymous "Eat At Joes".
posted by Ogre Lawless at 4:32 PM on January 19, 2004
In short, he was a guy who managed to make something out of a career of being a immense paranoid schizophrenic who used a Casio keyboard as his primary composition device to write songs about shows he'd seen, bands he liked, delusional events and other paranoid ramblings.
He was a one-of-a-kind musician and while his music has mostly kitsch appeal, it certainly was different.
The album is kind of hit-or-miss as low-budget comps tend to be. A few of the songs beg the question as to whether the musicians had even heard the song they were supposed to be covering. A few stand-out reinterpretations of WW's work deserve recognition, namely Haggis Rising's "Blood Guts and Firetrucks" and The Shut-Ins' "Rock And Roll McDonalds" and the eponymous "Eat At Joes".
posted by Ogre Lawless at 4:32 PM on January 19, 2004
PS --
I think part of the appeal to cultists like myself is that he was a guy who really had no business being a rock star, but he went out and became one despite this.
posted by Ogre Lawless at 4:33 PM on January 19, 2004
I think part of the appeal to cultists like myself is that he was a guy who really had no business being a rock star, but he went out and became one despite this.
posted by Ogre Lawless at 4:33 PM on January 19, 2004
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