God can strike me down if I’m wrong but Weezer peaked with their second album Pinkerton. That’s not just high school nostalgia taking either.
All yesterday I had the song Suzanne stuck in my head… To the point I was singing along to it in my office unabashedly. This morning after listening to some Sabres post game I threw on the Red Album. This album deserves more credit than I generally give it.
I admit… I ran out and bought the Green Album when it came out. It wasn’t bad but just didn’t live up to the high of Pinkerton. And then it happened… Holiday in the Sun was used for a commercial of a Mary Kate and Ashley movie.
And I just lost all respect for Weezer. They weren’t “my band” anymore, my band wouldn’t allow that. Not to claim ownership of them, but as a fan you generally take stake in the band. You subscribe to a ‘normed perception’ of the band and that commercial shattered that perception for me, and not in a good way. They went from awesome to douchey sell outs really fast in my eyes. I’ve had bands change direction and their image rather fast and been fine with it, but this one definitely was a let down. I don’t think I’ve given the Green Album a full listen through since.
Along came Maladroit and Make Believe and they had good singles that I steadily enjoyed, but I dont’ think I bought either of the albums (I have them on my computer now, but that’s a good indicator of purchase). And I picked up the Red Album copied from a friend. Its pretty good, but doesn’t achieve that whole album experience the Blue Album and Pinkerton had. Since then I really haven’t listened to any new Weezer. In fact I’m not even sure they have other albums (although its been years since I’ve looked into it, and years since the Red Album). For me…. I go back to the Blue Album and Pinkerton and relive those albums, and picture in my mind what I may have expected from Weezer and where they would go, as opposed to having a song (in my mind it represents lots of songs) on Mary Kate and Ashley movies.
Damned sell outs.
I thought pretty much everything post Pinkerton sucked. I attribute all releases since then to an imaginary band called “The Wuzzles” so that I can cope with them psychologically.
I thought the Wuzzles was a Disney cartoon.