Rock N Roll McDonalds...Rock N Roll McDonalds...Rock N Roll McDonalds...
...Oh God, would you shut the fuck up?
As monotonous and aggrivating as Wesley Willis' songs are, I only wish I could stop listening. They're infectuous; They're addicting...They're dumb as hell and THEY'RE ALL THE SAME SONG!!! Ugh.
Rather than try to explain the mystique of Wesley Willis myself, I'm going to post an excerpt from his own website: Wesley Willis stands 6'5" tall and weighs somewhere between 300 and 350 pounds, and likes to greet people with a headbutt. For years, Wesley spent his life homeless on the streets of Chicago, peddling his detailed ballpoint/felt-tip renderings of the city and riding around on the bus. On October 21, 1989, he began hearing voices and is now diagnosed chronic schizophrenic. Willis claims to have "schizophrenia demons" in his head that take him off of his "harmony joy rides" to put him on "torture hell rides".
In 1992 Wesley began writing songs, and soon after, guitarist Dale Meiners took Wesley in. Meiners, who has recorded many bands in his personal studio and played with pre-Smashing Pumpkins Billy Corgan in the long-defunct The Marked, introduced Wesley to the world of rock and roll. After many line-up changes, Meiners and Wesley formed the Wesley Willis Fiasco, with Wesley as frontman. Willis has built up a small cult following with his bizarre, three-chord rants about trivial everyday items, music, and people he knows.
For the first part of the 90's, several independently released tapes of his songs appeared, eventually followed by indie recordings of his albums. He now has over 400 songs in circulation and has recorded at least 20 albums. At one point he recorded 4 different albums in 36 days. Each one is completely finished in 5 hours or less.
