Sort of. He actually turns host John McLaughlin’s words into a catchy little song (that sounds strangely similar to other catchy little W.K. songs). You don’t need to tell us Andrew’s multi-talented — on top of being a fine video host, he sounds great on radio. How’d this happen? Fair Game host Faith Salie explains the thinking behind the project:
Nowadays The McLaughlin Group is working on a whole other level. The crazy analogies, the bald faced aggression — it’s not simple discourse anymore. The McLaughlin Group is operating on a level that is bigger than just words. That’s why Fair Game is thrilled to welcome songwriter and rock star Andrew W. K., who was so inspired by Mclaughlin’s artistry — his poetry — that he’s used it as the basis for a new rock song.
There is something sorta poetic about “little cat’s feet.” You’ll get what we mean in a second.

Carl Sandburg, party hard! In case you missed McLaughlin’s poetry, this is what Andrew started out with as his template:
Question: Does Romney’s endorsement seal the deal? Is McCain now the inevitable Republican nominee? I ask you, Pat.PAT BUCHANAN: John, absent celestial intervention, I think he’s going to get the nomination.
JOHN MCLAUGHLIN: Absent what?
PB: Celestial intervention.
JM: Well, it happens, Pat. May he rest in peace, Paul Wellstone. John Heinz was killed in an airplane crash.
PB: Well, let’s not speculate on it.
JM: Death comes in the night on cats’ paws, Pat. You never know.
PB: On little cats’ feet. That’s the fog, John, that comes in on little cats’ feet.
Or senility? We kid. C’mon. To head over to the official Fair Game site, click this.






































that was at least TEN fists full of AWESOME
ANDREW WK FOR LIFE
it never fails. whenever i think there can’t possibly be something that will make me love AWK more, something else pops up. can he run for president or something?
He’s a frequent guest on Fox News’ late night sarcasm-fest, Red Eye. It’s always a win when AWK shows up.
why are you guys into andrew w.k.?
you must be broken
All his songs sound the same: like suck.
Philistines, the lot of you.
The line sound poetic because it’s from a Carl Sandburg poem – “Fog”
The fog comes
on little cat feet
@ TLB
Move your eyes up the page a little for our Sandburg reference. We even told him to party hard.
This post reminded me that I’m gonna have to miss the McLaughlin Group this weekend because it’s PBS pledge week. Very upsetting.