Last night on Saturday Night Live, Andrew WK was the musical guest. I’d heard a lot of bad things about him, and I’d only heard a snippet of one of his songs before last night – he’s this huge macho musclebound jock-man, doing fast pop-metal songs about partying, but he barks hardcore-style instead of singing. It’s awful. It’s like the musical equivalent of a frat-jock date rape kegger.