Andy story

I’ve met Andy 3 separate times in my life, but this particular one always stands out.

Important context: my first name is Mike.

It was during ETID’s tour with GWAR (I forget what year exactly), and they were playing Toad’s Place. I had brought my cousin’s with me to the show, as I always talked up ETID live shows and they were curious to see what was up.

While waiting in line to get into the venue, Andy comes walking out into the street shouting, “Mikey! Where’s Mikey??”

One of my cousin’s starts yelling out and point at me “He’s Mikey! He’s Mikey!”

Without missing a beat, the big man spun around, grabbed my hand to shake it, looked me dead in the eye and said, “I’m sorry, you’re the right Mikey but you’re also the wrong Mikey.”

I think about that interaction often, but especially after his passing, because I feel like it sums up who Andy was so well in such a short interaction. Funny, warm, genuine and always delighted to talk to anyone.

I really miss the dude. RIP Andy Williams 🤘