In honour of the Smashing Pumpkins kind of coming back together, let’s go ahead and tear them apart.
With a crop of releases like this, we should be glad that February is the shortest month.
If a Weezer falls in the woods and no one around is a Weezer, does the Weezer make a Weezer?
I testify that this album is complete horseshit.
The gut-busting conclusion to our Japanese adventure!
Old man yells at cloud.
Spend six hours feeling bad, because technology.