I Remember When You Thought Weezer Were New and Fresh

Circular. I liked the sound of his name. Perry Como. Mother used to play 'And I Love You So' on a loop. You try to do perky. You can't. You try. I try. You've had enough of reasoning. 17-18. The best dream I could have- Saloon stocks sponsored by Cronbach For Meats. How am I supposed to get along? Nonesuch. No humour for the scuffed. Saturday night and Sunday morning in the Snake Pit- We only have Beers, Steers and Queers (Extended Mix)- desperate drinking. There's nowhere else. What about a masonic lock-in? Blind nostalgia for the place from those long gone. It's not uncommon. 'Ream Me, Cream Me' reappears. He got annoyed when I asked to borrow it within earshot of his mum. The floodgates have opened. I will be billed discreetly. Another night with 'the Chillis'. Why are you all drawn to white boy funk? It reminds you of easy hedonism and experiments with 'base'. You like the egregious Antwan. He's semi-rugged. There was a minute a while back where I didn't have you in my mind. Do you like to be called 'spiky'? I can't describe what I make of you. We're not close enough for that. What if you had been around in the days of despair? I'll meet you at Tony's Kebabs. We'll go to Kelty Rock Club. We'll see Joe's Band. I'll work in the Alabam. We'll rent flats decorated with tubular bells. We'll live off of the land...near the 'bru. We'll fail. These days. Impossibility. Less so/more so. We both used to be thinner. You have 'exes'. I have baldness. The books and all the records of our lifetime. What are yours? You never bought Real People 12 inches for 10 p. I never hung Picasso posters anywhere but I wanted to.