F is for Fake Believe.
Three-ish listens in on the new Weezer. Is good. I barely remember Maladroit, but I know this much: only one song remained in the iTunes rotation from that thing.
This new one though. Catchy melodies, not all same-y same-y. The lyrics are unabashedly corny. Not sure what to blame for this: remnants of the bizarro robot Rivers song-math? Some sort of full-fledged embracing of that Grandfathers of Emo title? Examples of such potential lyrical winciness: "We Are All On Drugs" might show up on Nancy Reagan's iPod unironically, "My Best Friend" is a song I should dedicate to each and every one of you fellow Recidivists (awwww).
You should grab the full thing from the effteepee. But in the meantime: here's the sure-to-be-referred-to-as-a-Cars-thing-in-every-single-review and very good "This is Such a Pity."
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You have to wonder what lines didn't make "We Are All On Drugs", because the ones that did have now created a new form of bad. There's comicially bad, and then just really bad. Those lyrics are so far past really bad, that they're almost funny again. Matt Sharp save us!
That said, I kinda like the album.
Posted by: DOP | May 2, 2005 7:08 PM
You got the Cars part right, bonus points for Nancy Reagan, but you missed Top Gun.
Posted by: DOP | May 9, 2005 11:15 PM
Dang. The Top Gun thing totally blew by me. I think I was saving up the aerobatics for my Firefox reference.
Saw this in a Caribou review the other day:
"Tracks like this, as well as the hypnotic folk of "Hello Hammerheads," which is surprisingly straightforward, are everything one had hoped the Beta Band would have achieved with the albums that followed their watershed EPs."
I'm starting to suck as much as the rest of the reviewing world. I'm the new angry nerd!
Posted by: x amount | May 10, 2005 10:14 AM