Ruined by Rivers

The Awl recently featured an article that proclaimed Weezer’s Rivers Cuomo a sex offender, which certainly caught my eye. No! I thought. That can’t be! Then I read on.

Rivers (yes, we're on a first-name basis... ok not so much)

He was cute; he was vulnerable; he had glasses. Really cool glasses. His hair was unfortunate; his features were delicate; in his videos, he could never quite hold eye contact with the camera. He wore sweaters a lot, and he sang about wearing the sweaters; he was a sweater-wearing dude, that Rivers Cuomo. He sang at you on the radio. He loved you, more desperately than anyone ever had, or would.

Because he got inside your head, Rivers Cuomo. He fucked you up. You still give dudes a closer look if they wear cool glasses.

Yes. Yes, indeed. I for one carried my lunch in an battered metal Weezer lunchbox up until my senior year of high school. Yeah. I was that girl.

The above is just an excerpt from the lengthy article by Sady Doyle. Read the rest here.


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"He considered music a liberating force: it liberated him from loneliness, introversion, the dust of the library; it opened the door of his body and allowed his soul to step out into the world to make friends."

- Milan Kundera's The Unbearable Lightness of Being


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