weezer - Say it ain’t so

4:19 for April 19th

Undone and Buddy Holly were weezer’s first two hits, but this was their first single to announce to the world that Rivers was much more than just a quirky geek who was good with metaphors.

Rivers Cuomo - Longtime Sunshine

3:15 for March 15th

I prefer this original demo version to the full band version from the pinkerton sessions.
 

Sometimes I wanna get in a car
Close my eyes and drive real fast
Keep on going ‘till I get someplace
Where I can truly rest

weezer - devotion

3:12 for March 12th

Oh… Rivers.

Rivers Cuomo - Wanda (You’re My Only Love)

It’s just, so, so good.

Somebody please tell her for me
Wanda you’re my only love.

weezer - Miss Sweeney

10 years ago, weezer had their first revival. I interviewed Pat and Mikey on their tour bus before they played a sweltering outdoor show at the long-gone Runwayz, next to the Buffalo airport.  A lot has changed.

Now, 10 years later, they’re free from a major label contract for the first time since 1992, and they’re playing at a ~10,000 seat outdoor pavilion near Rochester, and I’m not nearly as excited now as I was then.

I’ve aged. They’ve aged. Everything is different.

This song however, a b-side from the Red album, is a reminder that Rivers & Co. can still write and record brilliant music.  It’s one of my favorite weezer songs ever, and it’s not barely 2 years old.

Rivers Cuomo - My Day Is Coming

Rivers’ original tribute to the US Men’s National Soccer Team, circa 2006.  It’s a very good song.

weezer - Paper Face

This morning weezer released a new free song on iTunes called Represent, in tribute to the US National team at the start of the 2010 World Cup.  I died a little inside while listening to it.

So, if you were among the ones unlucky enough to listen to Represent, I present to you this.  It was recorded in 1992, shortly before weezer was signed to Geffen records, starting their long slow degredation into the disasterous pop-machine that they are today.

Listen to Paper Face loudly, and let yourself remember that this band was once the greatest band on the planet, and while their current output might be embarrassing by 1990s standards, we’ll always have these old songs to come back to.

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Weezer - Why Bother?
(Pinkerton)

My views on power-pop-wunderkinds-turned-whatever-they-are-now Weezer are fairly well documented, but sometimes I feel maybe I’m being unfairly harsh on them.  ‘Heaven has no rage like love to hatred turned’ and all that.  So in order to get a different perspective, I invited Rivers Cuomo to share his side of things.  Without further ado, I present to you special guest-blogger Rivers Cuomo:

Hey y’all, what it do?  Rivers Cuomo here, up in your shit, too legit to quit.  I can’t stay long, I got a narwhal-polo game with the Jonas Brothers. Nice kids, did you know they were named after one of my songs? 

So I know some of you aren’t happy with the new stuff.  You’re all “Pinkerton” this, and “sulky masterpiece of post-modern angst” that, and “what the hell does raditude even mean you hackety-hack-hack” the other.  Look, I know the new stuff isn’t the most brilliant stuff we’ve ever done ok?  I’m not stupid.  I went to Harvard. 

Here’s the deal though, Pinkerton?  Didn’t make a dime.  I poured my heart into that damn thing, and I got outsold by the Verve Pipe.  THE VERVE PIPE.  This Beverley Hills shit?  Through.  The.  Roof.  I am so goddamned rich right now.  I can’t even tell you.  I made a song with Jermaine Dupri.  That dude is so rich he needs a seperate ho just to do all his coke for him, and then he gets it through blood transfusion.  BLOOD TRANSFUSION.  You don’t even understand.  I’m so rich I can’t eat most food anymore, because I can taste how cheap it is.  Tastes like cat-dick.  Only thing I can eat now is caviar from a fish only found in Siberia.  The only way to get it here is to pack it into an intercontinental ballistic missile and shoot it over.  NORAD loses its shit whenever I have lunch.  I nearly set off World War III every time I want a fucking snack, that’s how rich I am.  WORLD WAR III.

You want to know what ‘raditude’ means?  It means being so rich you can afford to rent Adolph Hitler’s mummified corpse for the day, just to pee on.  Now that guy, he was a douchebag.  I’m just a guy who wrote a song called “(If You’re Wondering If I Want You To) I Want You To”.  And you know what?  After that song came out, Megan Fox sent me a plaster casting of her butthole, dipped in gold.  DIPPED IN GOLD!  Can you even comprehend how much that’s worth?  I had to register it as an adopted child for tax purposes.  TAX PURPOSES!!

So I hope that cleared a few things up.  I gotta jet.  Literally, my F-16 just arrived.  Later fuckbutts, Cuomo out.

Rivers Cuomo is lead singer and principle song-writer of Weezer.  He is exceedingly wealthy.

Delightful, just delightful.

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