In the wake of Nirvana, major labels handed out deals to anybody with a moody disposition and a guitar. Everyone from the lesser known friends of successful bands (the Melvins, the Meat Puppets) to weird rock institutions (Ween, the Butthole Surfers, the Flaming Lips) suddenly became objects of major label lust.
It was around that time that Connecticut-raised singer-guitarist Rivers Cuomo, who had moved to Los Angeles in search of stardom, pieced together a ragtag band of transplants to bring his songs to life. The band, called Weezer, landed at DGC Records, the same Geffen subsidiary that Kurt Cobain and Courtney Love’s bands called home. With the [...]