Andrew W.K. on Encouragement | VICE
And how faking it can be just as good.
When I first moved to New York in 1998 I didn’t have a lot of friends. I had none, actually. I moved to the city with my high school girlfriend, and she managed to last about a year before moving back to Michigan. I stayed in the city, determined but alone. It took awhile to get a grasp on my place in this new realm.
Eventually I managed to find a somewhat off-kilter social rhythm, largely through people I met at my job, as is often the case. I’d work all day at a record and video store, and spent my nights completely immersed in my own projects. I decided to devote all my free time to recording my ongoing efforts in music. It was really the first time I’d ever started recording as “Andrew W.K.” in earnest, and I remember it being very exciting. I was slowly coming to the realization that a career in show business could be my world, and that working as a full time professional entertainer could be my destiny.
On my days off from work, recording songs was all I’d do. On weekends off I’d forego sleep and record 48 hours straight. After amassing quite a catalog I began seeking feedback from my friends, both in New York and back home. I would play my new tentative musical efforts for friends in person or usually over the telephone, and eagerly await what they thought of my work. I wasn’t seeking approval so much out of doubt, but wanting to share my excitement about this thing I’d created and this new dream I was committing to. I got a thrill out of sharing my enthusiasm and this new vision I was becoming increasingly more devoted to.