Weezer (Black Album)

The Black Album has accompanied artists such as Jay Z and Metallica, and even AC/DC when they went Back in Black. Now we can add Weezer to that list, with their ever expanding spectrum of albums associated with colors. Everyone  may not appreciate the quality of the output, but you "Can't Knock The Hustle," which is an upbeat anthem for the can-do community, and a conundrum lyrically; best expressed as the indomitable spirit, overriding indecision and feelings of inefficiency to achieve those goals and follow through, even if others may question "why?" like writing this review.
Although I had no wind in my sail, I was able to breeze past the first two songs, thanks to those "Zombie Bastards," that inspired this nugget of defiance, and although they did not make it to the point where they could devour brains, they did arrive, with the chorus engrained, as well as their dissatisfaction, captured within the recorded history of the band.
 Although, I am grateful for girls, it is nice to be able to rise above the need to be accepted by members of the female persuasion, or anyone for that matter, and ascend to the state where you were meant to be; to be aware of your worth  without being pinned down by the self-doubt and harsh criticism, it can leave a person feeling "High as a Kite"
"Living in L.A." could best be described as a pop star or boy band aiming to produce a straightforward rock song, it is good, but it lacks an edge, or you can replace the aforementioned with an "easy listening" crooner having the same intent. This is not an affront, but it reminds me of Rihanna or the Backstreet Boys, yet no specific crooner has been associated yet. While the song itself  addresses life on the road, and even being married to THE ONE, there will still be complications; no matter how much of a good thing they have.
Chemically-induced escapism comes to mind, whether with the one you love, or using it to transcend the pain when thinking of people one has loved in the past, when listening to "Piece of Cake," and its 2016 parallel.
While the eventual antithesis to the 2016 eponymous was going to focus on polarities, and not just aesthetically, it would be remiss to remark that the pair bear no similarities. The appeal of the songs that followed track two were not as instantaneous, but they had their charms and "I'm Just Being Honest." The single off their 2016 album embraced the use of  honesty, and transparency, when it came to some painful memories While the former does utilize honesty, there is regret expressed in the chorus.
While they may not always be elegant, intelligent, or even interesting, sometimes there are too many thoughts in my head, which may hamper the progress of those I seek to express. The aforementioned has a lot to like within, but what I find comical is that the dynamic duo of Summer Elaine and Drunk Dori produce a song that sounds perfect for times when you have too much on your mind and need to let loose.
Until recently, I believed "The Prince Who Wanted Everything" wanted to save the world with punk rock riffs, only to realize after reading the lyrics and annotations, that this song eventually became a nod to one of the greatest artists to walk this Earth; who had also released a "Black Album" of his own. I wonder if they will re-record this song for their impending "purple" album.
While the ninth track had to be one of my least favorite soundwise, "Jacked Up" had to be one of my favorites on their 2016 album, so that existing polarity is personal. After analyzing the lyrics and reading some annotations, the latter portrays a man who instantaneously dives too deep when it comes to love, and renounces his any power he ay have in the relationship, all for acceptance, even when the source of his indefatigable devotion may not feel the same, and to alter that approach when it comes to love, it 's "Byzantine." With the context of 2019's offering on nine, that perspective possesses a little more power.
This strain of "California Snow" may have traces of pinkerton, but the initial reaction is that Cuomo sounds like an overrated feature, of the hip-hop persuasion, on their own record. The song is a little cheesy, but it does showcase a triumphant spirit. "Endless Bummer" is a summer love song, where a happy ending is elusive, and the poor protagonist is left to stew in his own misery after another failed attempt at "summer love."