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WEEZER - Make Believe
| RollingStone | | Oh, the suspense of a new Weezer album. Is Rivers Cuomo still one messed-up little rock auteur? Will he write a batch of crunchy pop-punk gems, reporting from his tortured private world about the fun he imagines the rest of us are having? Will he ever find true love? On Make Believe, the answers are yes, yes, and wake the fuck up. Make Believe is a breakthrough for Weezer, a bold step into the world of the two-word album title, with twelve songs running 45:15, positively epic by their standards. ...full text |
| | Times Online | | If it wasn’t for Jacko’s current court case, there’d be good reason to declare Weezer’s Rivers Cuomo the punk rock Michael Jackson. The subject of countless bizarre rumours, he’s a genuinely odd, reclusive individual who sells millions of records, makes brilliant videos and commands a ludicrously obsessive fanbase. He also happens to be a pop genius....full text |
| | PasteMagazine | | Weezer’s main man Rivers Cuomo is a smart guy, so what’s he up to here? Hard to say, really. The band’s fifth record opens promisingly enough, leading us to believe that Make Believe is a refinement on the foursquare guitar pop of 2001’s self-titled record. “Beverly Hills,” Cuomo’s love song for L.A.’s embalmed city of the nipped and tucked, is a good smile. Over a big, two-chord guitar stomp that sounds like a Bud Light ad jingle, Cuomo, whose “fashion sense is a little wack” and whose “automobile is a piece of crap,” longs for the place where the “housemaids scrub the floors clean” and “get the spaces in between.”...full text |
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