Red

A new album, thanks Rivers. Rifling through these tracks as they roll by time after time, I am helpless to stop enjoying it more and more. This adjustment period for a Weezer album has become a very familiar curve. Of course it doesn't do anything to help mitigate the effects of such a thing. Right off I'm not sure if the album delivers, there are gems but I'm not really ready to enjoy it. A few times later all the choruses are in my head and starting to take over. The immediately insulting nature of such a bridge as is sandwiched in the myriad of styles of "I Am The Greatest Man That Ever Lived" makes me feel like I've just been tricked but I want it again. Again I've been forced to comply with what Rivers wants me to like but that feeling of unrest is no where to be found when I reach for it.

A cat named Stevens found a faith he could believe in? Fabulous.

A Gift...

Cremation: become a pollutant that will be cherished for generations.

The End

Rapid pulse gets stronger, open capillaries bring power to the machine
Chills crawl through hands riding calming steel
Breath comes more quickly now, driving deep but never satisfying
Alert and anger as the symphony of panic sets in
Sharp resolve and action, a moment of fleeting confidence
The balance of equations, the remainder of energy in unrest
The illusion of resolution operating in confusion masquerades as the end