10 things you need to know about Andy.
- Top 5 concerts you’ve ever seen?
-Chris Cornell unplugged – Salina, KS 2011
– Jeff Mangum (Neutral Milk Hotel) – Lawrence, KS 2013
– the Mountain Goats – Lawrence, KS 2010
– War, Cheech and Chong – Topeka, KS 2014
– Flaming Lips – Kanrocksas, 2011
- What are your hobbies? The writing of weird fiction and weirder synth tunes.
- List two pet peeves. Sweating (mine) and the sound of chewing (others and mine)
- What’s your favorite holiday and why? Halloween, it’s rocker’s Christmas. The freaks get to rule the roost for the whole month, and candy in holiday shapes is better than the normal shapes.
- What’s your favorite family tradition? Maybe not my legit favorite, but my favorite to tell people: Every easter, we take some hard-boiled eggs and cut em up. Then the oldest family member puts a dollop of horseradish on a piece, and feeds it to the next-youngest while saying “Na Zdorovie” (which we were always told was Polish, but is actually Russian), then repeat down the line. This tradition inevitably results in screaming, crying, and occasional vomiting from the younger family members.
- What’s your favorite movie? ERASERHEAD. “They’re still not sure it IS a baby!”
- What’s the most unusual thing you’ve ever eaten? I’m going to say mountain oysters, not because they’re that unusual, but because it’s unusual how people defend them. They just taste like mealy chicken nuggets. And good luck explaining to someone running one of those Mountain Oysterpalooza events that you’ll pass, not because they’re cow balls, but because if something is going to taste that weird and boring, it should at least be healthy for you.
- What do you wish would come back into fashion? That gum I like.
- If you had a warning label, what would yours say? “Short term exposure may be hazardous, but may be mitigated by long-term exposure.”
- What song would you say best sums you up? Not a song, but the poem “The Snow Man,” by Wallace Stevens. “One must have a mind of winter to regard the frost and the boughs of the pine-trees crusted with snow… and not to think of any misery in the sound of the wind, in the sound of a few leaves[.]”