Weezer comes back again this year with the anticipated Black Album

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Weezer comes back again this year with the anticipated Black Album

Marvin Villanueva, Senior

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Weezer is an enigma.

Point blank, most music critics will agree that the 90s alt-rockers have an altered, inconsistent lineage. From their humble beginnings to stardom with power pop classics like the Blue Album and Pinkerton, to the musical duds of Make Believe and the Red Album, to the career resurgence of the White Album; it is clear to see that through every act, Weezer is unpresented, leaving the listener with a hit or miss.

Their newest release, the Black Album, plays along with this viewpoint. Beginning with funk rock-inspired, “Can’t Knock the Hustle,” Weezer blatantly asks the listener, in response to the poor reception received from their last musical farce, Pacific Daydream, to essentially not knock out their music. Additionally, the song preaches quintessential Weezer. From the burst of personality, to the mending of electric instrumentation and irreverent synths, to even the “hasta luego/hasta luego, adios” post-chorus, they flaunt a new found flair that seemed to be missing from past works.

Fortunately, this excitement rolls along with songs like the atmospherically spacetic, “High as a Kite,” where, Rivers Cuomo’s vocals elegantly motion across every shift in melody. Through its delicate foray of dream-like chimes and light piano chords to the outro of dominant, droning guitars, it is quite possibly the best song Weezer has created in a while.

Although the album is not without its fair share of blemishes. Namely, on the U2, How to Dismantle an Atomic Bomb-era sounding “Too Many Thoughts In My Head,”  where Weezer produces a disgruntled, unoriginal mess. With its overtly clean drum fills and forgettable feel, it’s completely skippable. Then sadly, on their final note of the album “California Snow,” the sugarary pop progression and puzzling synth tune, leaves listeners with a sour taste in their mouths.

Overall, the Black Album, through its ruts, is a joyous feat. Confirming not only that the band will not leave our attention, but that they cannot create anything worse than Make Believe.

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