Andrew W.K. isn’t merely the host of Cartoon Network’s new “Destroy Build Destroy,” he’s also promoting the channel’s growing knack for non-animated programming.  It’s all part of Cartoon Network rebranding itself as “CN,” which is dumb but not nearly as dumb as Sci Fi’s move to Syfy.

Anyway, this video showcases the typical Andrew W.K. song: what he lacks in talent and ability he makes up for with enthusiasm.  Which is also how I describe my lovemaking style.

As evidenced by his 800 songs about partying and the charisma he displayed on MTV’s “Your Friend, Andrew W.K.,” Andrew W.K. lives every day like it’s Independence Day.  And not the 4th of July — the movie Independence Day.  He metaphorically saves the Earth by flying a jet into an alien spacecraft every day.  So it’s good to see him take on a TV project for which he’s perfectly suited:

The rocker-turned-TV personality has signed on to host “Destroy Build Destroy,” a new Cartoon Network game show predicated entirely on explosions. In the show, he guides two teams of teenagers through a competition on an empty lot in the mountains outside of Los Angeles as they destroy vehicles and then use the wreckage to create new machines. “We can reclaim explosions and find joy in it, even celebration,” he says. [...]

While some might wonder how a show about explosions could be good for teens, Mr. Wilkes-Krier hopes the program will serve as a step towards a less-explosive future. “I like the idea that all explosions will only be in Hollywood,” he says. “I hope people will be surprised that someone set off a bomb 40 years from now that wasn’t on a movie set.” [WSJ]

Whoa whoa whoa.  A future without real-life explosions?  Dude, those are the best kind.  Listen, war is an awful thing and it shouldn’t be glorified and I saw some really terrible stuff that probably should have scarred me more than it did.  HOWEVER, when a truck bomb goes off a couple hundred yards from your position, leaving behind a ten-foot crater in the pavement and a small mushroom cloud as it sends truck parts flying past your head, it’s impossible not to think “That. Was. AWESOME.”  Basically, as long as no one gets hurt, explosions are the best thing on the planet.  After boobs, I mean.