Weezer. No band has put me through more of an an emotional roller coaster. There were times that I might have placed them in my top five favorite acts and times when I completely disavowed them. That recent Saturday Night Live sketch where Leslie Jones and Matt Damon argued vehemently about the band? I've been both of those people. I basically gave up on Weezer after Hurley in 2010, but starting with 2016's White Album, I started to come around again. With this year's double dose of earnest goofiness (the Teal Album and the Black Albums), I'm pretty sure I'm on Todd's side: ride or die. When I wrote the Rock Bottom on Weezer ten(!) years ago, they only had six albums. Can you imagine? Since then they've added seven discs to their catalog, not including the odds-and-ends compilation Death to False Metal (I don't). So I figured it was time for a revisit. While I didn't have any illusions that the consensus about their best album would chang...
To be read at maximum volume.