WK's latest offering merely mediocre

Andrew W.K. does for hard rock what the forefathers and subsequent imitators of the old school hip-hop game did for their respective genre -- lighten it up. With I Get Wet, and even more so with his latest, The Wolf, much of the doom and gloom inherent to metal is excised and replaced with schlocky '80s throwbacks and party-hearty sentiments.\nW.K. has been quoted as saying that the mothers of the kids who dug Wet would really dig The Wolf -- this is a fair assessment. The artist shows restraint in only recording one cut concerning partying ("Long Live the Party"), as opposed to the three that appeared on Wet. He fills the void with cheesy, lovey-dovey arena rockers best listened to with lighter outstretched into the air. \nWhatever camaraderie W.K. develops with the mother folk, or anyone else for that matter, is squandered with the mind-numbingly stupid "Make Sex," a thankfully short (44 seconds) proclamation to getting your groove on. Lyrics such as, "I don't want to make life and I don't want to make death/I don't want to make love I just want to make sex," while inanely funny, inspire little faith. Perhaps W.K. was too busy schilling for Kit-Kat and Coors Light to do much better?