Big Disgrace.

I've been trying to force myself to like the new Weezer song. I pulled off a semi-cheerful rendition on the ride back from Target but not without fending off some doubtful glances from my compatriot. I just can't accept the evidence of a group's fall from genius, even when it's smacking me in the face with it's awful "We Will Rock You" beat. Being forced to admit that a favorite band has started to suck is like admitting a flaw in your own musical preferences. Why didn't I see it coming? The signs must have always been there. Perhaps the video with the flying baby monkey should have cued me in. What was I thinking? So I keep singing. It's a matter of pride over taste.