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Wow, it's 8/8/8. Let’s hope that’s not anything like 666, right? On that note, welcome to this week’s edition of the Friday Flash. We've got news on the Police, The Clash, Weezer, Wolfmother, and all of your top concert bets for the weekend. Show em' if ya' know em' ... read more |
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Suddenly we looked up, and there were the four elements of Weezer, surrounding us on raised pedestals. Rivers was about 10 feet in front of me. Maybe he was going through an image adjustment. He was sporting knee-length socks, basketball shorts, a trucker hat, and a moustache the size of Kuwait ... read more |
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Weezer’s increasingly eccentric front man has created a song by posting chunks of it on YouTube, gathering fans’ advice via comments and video responses, and making adjustments along the way. It sounds loose, free, fresh – and more or less like something a label would love to own the rights to ... read more |
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In honor of the third self-titled Weezer album, aka “the Red Album,” released Tuesday, MTV will be cycling 11 hours of Weezer into the week’s regimen of programming. In other words, MTV will be slightly closer to the grandeur it had in its ‘90s heyday, when music was an actual priority. I believe that’s worth at least a Jolt Cola or two ... read more |
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The influential singer and guitarist is known for bridging the gap between blues and modern rock with his driving “Bo Diddley” rhythm style, which he demonstrated best in numbers like “Bo Diddley,” “Who Do You Love,” “Mona,” and a gang of other tunes I hope to personally explore further ... read more |
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“Pork and Beans,” which resulted from a tiff between Cuomo and his label, is a happy, sing-along song, but with cynical, insider lyrics designed for mocking label execs. The gist of the song: Rivers needs to hit the gym, dress better, and start using Rogaine in order to be a better musician. Because isn’t that what rock and roll is about anyway? ... read more |
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Bitch may be the new black, but red is the new blue, at least according to Weezer. The coolest band ever comprised of mainly uncools (well, at least since Cheap Trick) announced a few details on their upcoming third self-titled album, mainly that the cover art will be red and should hit stores on June 17th via Interscope ... read more |
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Since this column has been hibernating longer than Rip Van Winkle (5), I’ll give ya’ll a brief rundown of how things work. Like Glenn Close (6) after seeing an excited and injured soldier in The World According To Garp, I’ll slide in all the biggest music-related stories of the last week and thrust until happy endings are achieved for all ... read more |
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Like Enrico Fermi (2), I’ll research, dissect, and eventually, split open the most noteworthy musical events of the previous week, causing a chain reaction that may or may not change life as we know it. Along the way, I’ll keep a running count of every famous person mentioned, hopefully hitting 50 by the article’s “it was all a dream” ending. Ready? Than like Alex Trebek’s (3) moustache, I’m off ... read more |
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“Blast Off,” written in 1993 if a YouTube entry is to be trusted, sounds like what could be called “deep-core” Weezer: the band all of the hardcore fans knew was there underneath the fathoms of music-industry murk. It’s a ghost Weezer song, finally released after its weathered and beaten-down corpus played the game for long enough to relax and dork around a little. ... read more |
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We’ve all been in that situation. You’re exchanging more than pleasantries with a significant other (or loose stranger) when your iPod, set on random, decides to iCockblock you by blasting a wildly embarrassing tune. Amidst the angry glares, your brain freezes, internally fighting about whether its worth riding the unromantic storm out or physically getting up to end the suffering ... read more |
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In the early 90s, grunge music voiced the alienation of youth rejecting the fatuous superficiality of the previous reign of hair metal, but the over-posturing, flannel, and artfully ripped jeans left yet another group disenfranchised by this new brand of elitism. The nerds. Then Weezer appeared in 1994 with the self-titled, pet-named Blue Album. Rivers Cuomo became their God, descanting the dorky dogma of twelve-sided di, not living up to Dad’s expectations, and girls that could only ever talk to them in dreams ... read more |
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Say it ain’t so! That’s right, kids, a little booger broke free from Weezer, the beloved alt-rock band of Buddy Holly look-alikes that brought us hash pipes in Beverly Hills all throughout the 90s. ... read more |
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