May 15th 2001 the world watched in a fury of bliss and orgasm as Weezer released its third album to stores.  Another self titled album it looks remarkably similar to their first self titled album (the blue album) released in 1994 and has been appropriately labeled the "Green Album".  First off, this album is good, real good.  It does have it's 'short'comings though (you'll get that little joke in a second).  With ten songs under its belt (just like its predecessors) the Green album cashes in at a mere 28 minutes and 34 seconds.  I know what you're thinking, shit that's some short ass album, and yes that's true.  However,  if you look at it like they must have it makes a little more sense.  We can put on ten good songs and the album may be short but at least there won't be any shitty songs bringing it down.  And if the band wasn't thinking that then I don't what the hell is going on.  Another thing that has been puzzling us here at MFO is the simplicity of the album.  On albums such as "Pinkerton" we heard crazy complicated guitar and bass licks, this album doesn't follow that same structure.  The solos although still sounding good and crammed full of rock are just mirrors of the melody of the song.  Of course you must remeber that "Pinkerton" got the shit kicked out of it by the press and this album seems to be pretty popular so far.  It's my theory that the success or lack there of on "Pinkerton" is why this album is as simple as it is.   On "Pinkerton" Rivers wrote complicated lyrics that all dealt with his own personal anguish and termoil.  He really put himself out there for the world to see.  And what happened?  They threw flaming turds at him for chrissake!  Pinkerton was a good album too!  So in retaliation I think Rivers said "Fine you don't like what I have to say well Fuck You!" and this time around he kept it as simple as he could.  No more extreme emotional and personal lyrics and no more hardcore crazy ass soloing.  And I'm not saying the lyrics or the solo's aren't any good on this album, just not as complicated, but catchy as hell.  In the end it's the more simple stuff that's selling; while Pinkerton sits on the shelf and only us true geniuses see the beauty of Pinkerton.  So in the end this album will have you jive'n in your seat and signin along with a grin, you'll do some rockin, but there aren't any tunes that'll have you screaming at the top of your lungs, with tears in your eyes, shredding your voice to shit.     NG ****