Andy Fierens
Author

Poems

thuis loop ik door straten die ik niet herken dutch

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Trager dutch

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Mama's en Papa's dutch

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Kleren moeten proper zijn dutch

Vader dutch

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no panic on the titanic, andy to the rescue dutch

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cycloop dutch

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shoot the horse, ride the cowboy dutch

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serial tintenkiller dutch

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happy hour dutch

nooit worden wij ergens uitgenodigd dutch

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la vie est belge dutch

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non zonder god dutch

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Andy Fierens
Author

About

* 08.05.1976, Mortsel, Belgium
lives in: Antwerp, Belgium

Andy Fierens (1976) is a poet and performer, cartoonist, organiser, front man of the literary trash band Andy and the Androids. Humorous texts and overwhelming live performances made Andy Fierens a much invited guest on stages in Belgium, the Netherlands and South Africa. In 2010 Grote Smerige Vlinder was awarded the Herman de Coninck Debut Prize. 2014 saw the publication of his second collection Wonderbra’s & Pepperspray.

Big Dirty Butterfly and Wonderbra’s & Pepper Spray, the titles of the two poetry collections by Andy Fierens are revealing in their contemporaneity. Who is still thinking poetry always sings about sublime subjects on a sacred, respectful tone has to fundamentally rethink these opinions after reading these poems.

The poems of Andy Fierens are repositories of language material (brand names, puns and word play, quotations, fragments of texts heard on the streets, mangled texts , jokes ...) which is woven as boisterously as humorously into very readable texts that also function on stage.

In Fierens’ universe we meet an anti-hero who seduces women with a fake erection. Loudness shouts down moments of silence. But black humour and disrespect oscillate into a sensitive longing, a lack or a fear of abandonment. In a seemingly naive way Fierens mixes vulgar and revolting impropriety with tender, light beauty. Attraction and repulsion are playing with each other.

This poetry is hard, but not heartless.