such as Joey Ramone, Elvis Costello and old Buddy Holly himself: He's this era's model of a most unlikely rock star.

What makes Weezer so appealing? Artistically, Cuomo is more of a mess than his predecessors; he doesn't possess Costello's meticulousness, Holly's modesty or Ramone's heart. But his distracted creativity is his strength in this age of severe information overload. Maladroit, the latest grouping of songs from Cuomo's manically prolific pen, follows barely a year after the band's long-awaited Green Album and signals the complete emergence of Cuomo the Song Machine, a man with a brain so full of music that he has to drain it regularly to stay alive. If words alone meant anything, Maladroit would be just another chapter in Cuomo's sorry tale of self-loathing and sexual alienation, intensified by a new preoccupation with the perplexities of fame. (This theme is all over pop culture now, and it's getting tired; lighten up, celebs!) But, like all things Weezer, Maladroit adds up to more.

The music's shift from trivial to memorable dominates Maladroit; this is Cuomo's attempt to make his voice and guitar move as quick as his mind. Cuomo finds the exact spot where rock & roll and his body connect: The leaps and hiccups in his voice, the jerkiness of his guitar lines (seconded by the very empathetic Brian Bell) and the strangely organic way these seemingly disjointed songs unfold wholly express how the electricity of rock can turn one nervous loser's frustrations into poetry.

This magic happens all over Maladroit and is more pronounced for the songs being rough around the edges. Like Weezer's other albums, this one shows the band just absolutely in love with rock and dedicated to upholding its form and spirit. Given that, it's embarrassing for the music industry that Maladroit's birth has been fraught with controversy. It was self-financed, and its tracks were first released as downloads on the band's Web site and distributed for promotion to radio and the press; Weezer's label tried to shut all this freewheeling down to regain control of the distribution process. Major labels and the Internet have yet to amicably mix, and maybe Geffen's reaction was all about the downloading and not reflective of any displeasure with the album's content. Yet it's worth noting that like Wilco's Yankee Hotel Foxtrot, the other outstanding rock dis