o take me back to the start
yup. listening to the same coldplay song that i was during my last post. the world is a circle. it all comes back again. i'm haunted by chris martin and the boys. i can't help it. coldplay and old weezer has been the soundtrack to my life lately. they're everywhere. the other day i was walking home and a car was blasting "yellow." what a song to blast in the middle of the day... and i looked over and it was two dudes. maybe that's not so strange. but it made me smile.

you know what else? i'm scared for the new weezer to come out. i'm scared that it will be shitty and i'll have to read all these articles trashing weezer and complaining about how there will never be another pinkerton. fucking right there will never be another pinkerton. besides, even if they came out with another pinkerton, all you'd say is, "so weezer is regressing and simply made another pinkerton." gawd. no one is ever happy with the bands they love to hate. i personally don't think weezer will ever be what they were. they had their niche in time... and what they were doing worked back then... no matter how good they are now... they will never be that weezer for us again.

all of us that loved to sit in our rooms with weezer blasting from our stereos... procrastinating our home work and hoping for love. all of us who sat in each other's basements and garages stoned and sad... all of us who got drunk and screamed the lyrics to "say it ain't so" at the top of our lungs. some of us who bought salvation army prom dresses, skipped school, went down to the edge early in the morning... just to win tickets to see them do a promo show. some part of me wonders if there could have been high school without weezer.