Vapid at best and annoying at worst. My love of weezer makes my hatred of their weakest albums all the stronger
The worst album I’ve ever had the displeasure of listening too. Raditude is better because it can be mindless fun. This album is grating in how edgy it tries to be and I in turn wish to pop my eardrums with a toothpick anytime I hear it. High as a kite is nice enough at least
I shall set the scene. Freshman year of college. First time living on your own. You have one friend who is going to school with you but they seem to find friends nearly instantly while you slip deeper and deeper into isolation. Your old friends are far away and so is your partner but at least you have them right?
The night I lost my first love was one of the hardest of my life and the week following only seemed to compound my feelings of loneliness and Isolation that began on that day. I ... read more
This album has such a sense of spaciousness to it that I absolutely ADORE. The entire albums feels like a road trip through the most depressing parts of the united states passing through endless fields of maize and wheat only momentarily broken by copy pasted strip malls and evidence of desertion before once again returning to the endless waves of grain on the vast grassy ocean.
You contemplate what this landscape looked like before it all. Before humanity. Before our lust for more fouled the ... read more