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Fellow Weezer fans probably also purchased their new album, Everything Will Be Alright In the End, when it was released this past Tuesday. Fellow Weezer fans are probably also comparing it to (what I consider to be) their pinnacle album, Pinkerton, which was released in 1996. Pinkerton is not only my favorite Weezer album, it's among my top all-time favorite albums, up there with such contenders as Bright Eyes' Lifted and Radiohead's Hail to the Thief.
Pinkerton tends to be revered by Weezer fans, but what makes it so good? Why are people so drawn to that particular album?
I think part of it's honesty. Not just honest in the way that the Blue album is phenomenal, but honest in a way that exceeds all concern for the listener. You don't write a song like "Across the Sea" to impress people. It's that kind of openness, that ability as an artist to slice your heart in half and hand it to whoever's willing to listen, that makes art great. That's the kind of honesty that speaks to people.
Does that mean I've been whining for more than a decade, wishing they'd attempt to recreate what I consider a masterpiece? Hell no. I'd get bored writing the same book over and over again. How can I grow as an artist if I don't try different things? People always ask if I write anything aside from young adult supernatural novels. The answer is most definitely yes. I don't want to be the same writer book after book, just like I'm sure Weezer doesn't want to be the same band album after album. Let them do their thing, and learn to enjoy it for what it is—absolutely great rock music.
Spitting in a wishing well
Blown to hell
I'm the last splash
I wanna know
Who lets the wolves in
And I can see him tonight?
I'm Okay, You're Okay
You're here to stay and I'm away
You're here to stay and I'm okay
Bang and Blame
Your secret life of indiscreet discretions
I'd turn the screw and leave the screen
Death Cab for Cutie
And you were like a walking compliment
Tall in stature and exceptionally read
In dummy glasses and a cardigan
Oh, come on
The Calendar Hung Itself
Does he walk around all day at school
With his feet inside your shoes?
Looking down every few steps
To pretend he walks with you
I Wanna Be Your Boyfriend
Hey, little girl
I wanna be your boyfriend
If I can't show it, if you can't see me
What's the point of doing anything?
Margot & The Nuclear So and So's
Paper Kitten Nightmare
Meow meow meow meow meow meow
Meow meow meow meow meow meow meow
Back To The Shack
I'm letting all of these feelings out
Even if it means I fail
'Cause this is what I was meant to do and
You can't put that on sale