WHUPPIN’ SOME ASS Fight Club, according to Andre Williams

On pimps, playas, bitch
tits ‘n’ Sadies – the modern-day godfatha o’ soul weighs in on his favorite




Night and Day (Yep
Roc), the recent album from Andre Williams and the Sadies, opens like a
Tarantino film. You’re in a van, Andre’s drivin’, the Sadies are loading
weapons. The engine sounds like lightly chooglin’ guitar. Andre mutters, “I got
to get Shorty out of jail. I gotta kill a nigga for the money for the bail.”


The cinematic vibe is no accident – and it runs through the
entire album. Andre, Mr. Rhythm, has movies on his mind. “I’m at a point in my
life where I’m workin’ toward one of my goals, which is to write some songs for
a movie, and then the movie itself. I’ve got my fingers crossed that one day
that might happen.

“My favorite movie of all times
would probably be… The Fightin’ Club [Fight
]. It really captures my
mind and my heart and my soul.”






BLURT: What parts
really resonated with you?

WILLIAMS: The characters, you know, were so true to what was
really happening at that time… Every
character was somebody that I would’ve been or would’ve wanted to be [laughs].


Even Meat Loaf’s
character, the guy with the bitch tits?

Yeah, yeah! [laughs]


Do you imagine
yourself down in the fight clubs, whuppin’ some ass?

Well, that reminds me of a story. Me and a friend of mine, we’re
out one night and we stopped at a club where there was some guys in the back shooting
dice. I said, “Let’s go see if we can win some money.” So we go in the back,
and everybody was kneelin’ down and playin’ the dice game. One of the guys… it
looked to me like he was [cheating].

               I stepped on his hand and I said, “Oh you
ain’t touchin’ my money.” And then
all of the guys stood up and every one of ‘em was over six feet tall. [laughs]
There were about eight guys… That was one of the biggest messes I’ve ever
gotten myself into.

I didn’t know what in the hell we were gonna do.


How’d you get out of

I took my hand off the money and I started apologizin’ to
each one of ‘em. “I’m sorry to you, and I’m sorry to you, and I’m sorry to you, and I’m sorry to you.” And then we all started laughin’.


[An edited version of
this originally appeared in BLURT #12.
of Andre Williams with the Sadies: Judith Coombe


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