Hurley represents a terrific rebound, a blast of sonic sweetness that finds the band integrating ’60s pop influences (Beach Boys; Phil Spector ”Wall of Sound” soundishness) into their tight, punk-pop songwriting.
Hurley isn't perfect, but it's the best thing Weezer have done in quite some time, and that's all we can hope for—until the next Nirvana comes along, of course.
Hurley is a triumph for the band in that it is finally a return to form. As a standalone record, this is arguably their most enjoyable album since Maladroit.
A bonus-track cover of Coldplay’s Viva La Vida is kind of sickly, but generally this album is yet another celebration of a band so comfortable in their own skin that you can’t help but follow their example.
It might seem impossible, but this album is actually somewhat solid. I can't say it's going to make history in Weezer's discography--maybe for it's cover--but it's certainly a bright spot considering its predecessors were Raditude and Red.
While Hurley can in no way compare to The Blue Album and Pinkerton, it sits proudly atop the list of everything Weezer have done since. Sure that may not be saying much, but damn, it's a pleasant surprise.
On the whole, Hurley isn’t the catastrophe people probably expected. It’s pretty enjoyable.
Those who optimistically purchased Make Believe and Raditude will know that a good first single does not a great Weezer album make, but Hurley is packed solid, with a sense of fun and good-time melodies cropping up at every juncture.
The band’s aims are more modest now: have fun, get people to sing along, share a common feeling or two. Hurley achieves those goals with something approaching dignity. Phew.
Again, Cuomo doesn’t suppress his emotion; he just prefers sentiment (albeit delivered somewhat ironically as on lead single “Memories”), but what he loves most of all is a pure pop song and Hurley offers up its fair share.
As they grow older, Cuomo and his bandmates will never make a record that supplants their fans’ fond Pinkerton-related memories—but a few more impassioned albums like Hurley might erase the sour aftertaste of several Raditudes.
Reminiscing about their nineties days, Hurley is very much a reawakening towards more confessional material. Though it sounds more imaginary than accurate, Cuomo’s calculated verses remain purposely effortless.
All told, Hurley is a near return to form for Weezer. Indeed, it’s exactly the album they needed it to be, and it could just be enough to keep both camps of fans interested.
Luckily, thanks to some key assists from outside hands, Cuomo rarely falls into the same trap again, and the majority of Hurley is mindless (dare I even say it) fun.
Considering the decreased role of Cuomo’s actual bandmates, it’s not too surprising that Hurley feels more like one of his Alone home demo compilations than anything Weezer’s ever released.
Cuomo co-writes with a bevy of A-list song doctors, and calls in cameos from the Jackass crew and Michael Cera, seemingly just for the hell of it. The result: a Weezer record, some great cornball pop-metal tuneage, some irony, some insanity.
Nobody is going to confuse this with 1990s Weezer-- there are still plenty of oddball collaborations (Michael Cera, Linda Perry) for one thing-- but the lows aren't as low or as frequent as they were in recent years.
At least he has some good memories of “playing Hacky Sack backstage when Audioslave were still Rage,” but naming the album after Hugo "Hurley" Reyes only magnifies the fact that Weezer have gotten a little lost in the new millennium.
Hurley is, for the most part, chock full of the same mechanical dreck that has peppered Weezer’s last handful of releases, from Maladroit to Raditude.
Rivers's daughter: Where’s my sex?
Rivers: Lmao xd kek
(Meanwhile In Weezer HQ)
Brian: Rivers wtf
River’s: Too late loooooooooool post :)
I am writing this review at the laundrymat waiting for my clothes to finish drying. Only the most dignified and inspiring place to write.
My review deadline has been disappointingly missed over the past couple weeks but hey, at least I'm here now.
I'd argue that Hurley is the most irrelevant Weezer album out of all their catalog. I'm not saying that as a flaw in the record. It just seems out of all Weezer albums... Hurley gets the least amount of attention. Possibly because of ... read more
Im gonna hurl. I LOST MY SOCKS DUDE also what happened in this album legitimately where was rivers hurley just appeared.
W Weezer❤️🩹
Honestly, I don’t have that much to say about this. It’s a cool return to what makes Weezer good. It’s no Pinkerton, but it’s pretty nice either way, and takes itself more seriously than the last few Weezer albums
Fav songs were Unspoken, Brand New World, and the most emotional Weezer song they’ve made for a couple albums, Time Flies.
Great listen
Edit: Like a minute after writing this review, since I was listening to Unspoken, the part at ... read more
| 1 | Memories 3:14 | 81 |
| 2 | Ruling Me 3:29 | 78 |
| 3 | Trainwrecks 3:21 | 72 |
| 4 | Unspoken 3:00 | 81 |
| 5 | Where's My Sex? 3:28 | 54 |
| 6 | Run Away 2:55 | 72 |
| 7 | Hang On 3:33 | 73 |
| 8 | Smart Girls 3:10 | 46 |
| 9 | Brave New World 3:56 | 66 |
| 10 | Time Flies 3:46 | 55 |