By Jennie Orton
Weezer – Weezer (The Black Album)
Fresh off the high from their surprise January release of refreshingly non-ironic covers that was the Teal Album, one might go into Weezer’s newest release expecting the same level of refreshment and self-awareness. One will be disappointed.
Weezer fans would be better served going in with no expectations at all. After all, there’s been no roadmap for their creative direction since Pinkerton and their adult life spent in Los Angeles has driven them headfirst into background noise territory.
The Black Album starts with a thrusting ode to the gig economy with “Can’t Knock the Hustle,” an admittedly fun song to listen to. From there are a series of fairly harmless odes to the Beach Boys without innovation.
Songs run the gamut from mildly catchy ditties like “Zombie Bastards” to completely forgettable offerings like “The Prince Who Wanted Everything” and “Byzantine.” But it’s in the radio noise tracks like “High as a Kite” and “California Snow” where you might start to formulate theories in your mind about some greater joke Weezer is telling that you’re just not in on. But no matter how much digging through the band’s colour-coded discography you do, there’s no narrative present to explain the band’s official fade to black.Weezer