fuck weezer
weezer’s blue album show was last night. we drove 2 hours and paid $45 each for the shittiest seats in the building and muddy sound which was drowned out by the thousands of skanky LA girls, including nicole richie, singing along to every word of the new songs.
the set ran chronologically from newest to oldest, with a song or two from each album they’ve done except their first record, which was what the show was advertised for. i do love their first album, and their second as well (which they picked just one lesser track from) … but the work they’ve done since is criminally bad music - a complete stylistic departure devoid of any interesting musical ideas. the show celebrates this, with rivers cuomo running around the crowd fist pumping like a jackass, paying josh fucking freese to be their touring drummer so that their real drummer can stand in the corner and play sloppy rhythm guitar instead. WHAT???
their promise to (eventually) play the first record in its entirety was the only condition for which i would ever have attended. but that record is around half an hour long, so i should have known this was a trap. the hour and a half of garbage that preceded it not only had us completely jaded for whatever good material was left, but made the ‘classic album’ set seem like a cover group.
Memories
If You’re Wondering If I Want You To (with the fat guy from Lost singing lead)
Troublemaker
Pork and Beans
Beverly Hills
Keep Fishin’ (with the guitar player singing lead)
Photograph
Island in the Sun (with the girl from the opening band singing lead)
Hash Pipe
Falling for You
like watching a time lapse video of a flower decomposing backwards, but that flower is weezer and the process isn’t beautiful. on its own, this is the worst setlist ever. the exact opposite of what i’d wanted to hear. it was followed with an exceedingly long intermission before they came out and played anything i give a shit about. the angelino crowd clearly preferred the first set.
i would like my ticket price to be donated towards the fund to make weezer break up forever. while not necessarily the worst show i’ve ever seen (working at venues forced me into catching the likes of papa roach, fall out boy, and yellowcard) … it is easily the worst i’ve ever paid for and a stain on my otherwise flawless 2010 concert itinerary.
above: rivers cuomo fist pumping like a jackass and the fat guy from lost.
