shout out jake he put easter eggs in the album for us haha
it’s just a theory btw but reason so is that rivers never does callbacks especially musically especially now we got all his demos there’s nothing of that blueprint before so and plus when get high dropped ppl asked jake if they tried to do the verses without the palm mute on the guitar (altho i personally don’t do palm mute to request the band to do that tells you BIGTIME how the oldheads wants the band to sound SPECIFICALLY like the old days in every manners and mimicked formula gimmick possible - nasty) and he said he tried to do a take but didn’t really flow so with all that tells me jake is most likely the one who suggested all those little easter eggs yknow it’s cool doesn’t take away from the album being new and of tomorrow it’s like sitting with a foot in both sides 🤗
JULIAN CASABLANCAS COLLAB SONG VERY SOON
Julian is right next to Rivers in the aspect of them being the only older rockers trying anything new and staying fresh (with both Voidz and The New Abnormal)
Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Weezer and the rest of their entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "I Can't Stop Partying." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Rivers in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "I Can't Stop Partying" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Rivers stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Rivers's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Rivers put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Rivers began to flow freely.
"I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me"
Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Rivers continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too"
The Engineer looked over to Patrick with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Patrick then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Rivers.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying"
By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Rivers hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Rivers retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Weezer and the rest of their entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "I Can't Stop Partying." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Rivers in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "I Can't Stop Partying" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Rivers stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Rivers's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Rivers put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Rivers began to flow freely.
"I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me"
Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Rivers continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too"
The Engineer looked over to Patrick with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Patrick then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Rivers.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying"
By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Rivers hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Rivers retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
cried reading this, so powerful
Julian is right next to Rivers in the aspect of them being the only older rockers trying anything new and staying fresh (with both Voidz and The New Abnormal)
REEAAALLLLL
Julian is right next to Rivers in the aspect of them being the only older rockers trying anything new and staying fresh (with both Voidz and The New Abnormal)
that's why I love both of them. they'd rather make the s*** they wanna make than is this it or pinkerton x12 times even if those albums are practically flawless.
Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Weezer and the rest of their entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "I Can't Stop Partying." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Rivers in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "I Can't Stop Partying" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Rivers stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Rivers's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Rivers put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Rivers began to flow freely.
"I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me"
Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Rivers continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too"
The Engineer looked over to Patrick with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Patrick then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Rivers.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying"
By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Rivers hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Rivers retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
cant like, pain.. as oscar would say (rip)
that's why I love both of them. they'd rather make the s*** they wanna make than is this it or pinkerton x12 times even if those albums are practically flawless.
WE GOT A NEW BASED KING ITT ^ 🚨🚨🚨
Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Weezer and the rest of their entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "I Can't Stop Partying." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Rivers in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "I Can't Stop Partying" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Rivers stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Rivers's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Rivers put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Rivers began to flow freely.
"I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me"
Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Rivers continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too"
The Engineer looked over to Patrick with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Patrick then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Rivers.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying"
By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Rivers hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Rivers retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
Raditude Diaries (2021)
Pain.
pain pain go away come again another day cos i got superfriend to make things right
that's why I love both of them. they'd rather make the s*** they wanna make than is this it or pinkerton x12 times even if those albums are practically flawless.
when it’s done, it’s done, moving on.. we got it and got to revisit it
ppl need to get this in their brain
this what creativity and art is
that's why I love both of them. they'd rather make the s*** they wanna make than is this it or pinkerton x12 times even if those albums are practically flawless.
Exactly, they rather move in forward motion within their sounds then stay in the same box people wanna put them in to get the same content they already got. I was talking about this last night with someone that Julian is pretty much way ahead of anyone in rock currently when it comes to being the future as he's the only one not stuck in the past. Rivers and Weezer, well, idek if you could classify their latest work as rock which within itself proves their want to create new ideas.
when it’s done, it’s done, moving on.. we got it and got to revisit it
ppl need to get this in their brain
this what creativity and art is
THIS GOES FOR ANY ALBUMS
HE DIDNT DO RADITUDE TWICE DID HE
Yet again, it was another late, sleepless night in Atlanta. The studio was packed, yet intimate all at the same time. Warm amber lights washed over exotic leather furniture, creating a dimly lit sonic oasis. A sweet aroma of weed smoke clouded the air, while vanilla scented candles were strategically placed around the room. The mood developed into a haze of relaxation. As engineers and producers methodically worked the mixing boards, Weezer and the rest of their entourage nodded along to a rough take of a track that would later be called "I Can't Stop Partying." Many individuals in the studio danced along while producers ran the track back, but there stood Rivers in a dark corner, dissecting every piece of "I Can't Stop Partying" with surgical precision. The track stopped playing, and Rivers stepped from the shadows. He didn't speak much, but when he did, people listened.
"I'm going back in the booth, play that outro back."
Puzzled, the engineer began playing the outro instrumental back, not questioning Rivers's demands. The room fell quiet as people began to observe. As the outro began to play, Rivers put on a pair of monitor headphones, rubbed his beard and began to take a drink of a dark, murky substance. Closing his eyes, Rivers began to flow freely.
"I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop partying, partying
I gotta have Patrón, I gotta have the beat
I gotta have a lot of pretty girls around me"
Producers and entourage members in the studio began to look around the room to see if others were witnessing what was happening. Rivers continued crooning into the microphone, while the mood became even darker in the studio.
"Oh, I can't stop partying, partying
I can't stop, partying, partying
I gotta have the cars, I gotta have the jewels
And if you was me, honey, you would do it too"
The Engineer looked over to Patrick with concern. The engineer whispered, "should we stop him?" Patrick then put up one finger, as to silence the engineer while shaking his head, not taking his eyes off of Rivers.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying" Candles in the studio began to flicker and die out, one by one, as if a spirit swept throughout the room.
"Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying
Oh
Can't stop, can't stop the partying"
By now, everyone had stopped what they were doing, all attention was focused on the darkened silhouette in the recording booth. Finishing up his final thoughts, Rivers hung up the headphones, took another sip of muddy water, and crept out of the recording booth.
As he came back into the studio, all eyes followed his every movement. Rivers retreated back to his shadowed corner, where he leaned against the wall with his fingers interlocked and pressed against his lips, as if in deep thought. The silence of the room created an uneasy tension. The uneasiness built more and more, as studio members waited for him to speak. Finally, he broke the silence.
"Play it back."
THIS GOES FOR ANY ALBUMS
HE DIDNT DO RADITUDE TWICE DID HE
no
as much as we wish he would.........
THIS GOES FOR ANY ALBUMS
HE DIDNT DO RADITUDE TWICE DID HE
He should have 🙄🙄
OK HUMAN WILL BE THE ALBUM OF LIFE
BUT WHEN ITS DONE, ITS OVER BEEN THERE DONE THAT
MOVING ON TO THE NEXT IDEA
@BaroudeurFlipFlop @vanity the white deluxe songs tho....