Very much cut from the same cloth as its 2007 predecessor, Alone II: The Home Recordings of Rivers Cuomo doesn't so much offer additional revelations about Cuomo's extracurricular musical activity as it offers more of the same. If anything, Alone II feels more a bit more like a collection of demos than Alone I, containing just a slightly higher quotient of instrumental scraps and odd throwaways, lacking any embryonic version of Weezer hits (although it does have an early solo demo of "Paperface," which was recorded and discarded by the full band for their debut, later popping up on the deluxe edition of that album). There are three further songs from the scrapped Songs from the Black Hole project but the running time of this mini-suite is roughly 2:30, its brevity kind of puncturing the myth that the album is some kind of lost masterpiece, but the appeal of Alone II -- like that of Pete Townshend's Scoop series, the closest comparison among other rockers -- is its messiness, how full-blown buried gems in the rough sit next to cuts so curious they defy explanation. Here, those curiosities are almost all in those less-than-a-minute snippets -- ranging from the gawky trumpets of the opener "Victory on the Hill" to the decidedly lo-fi mash note "I Admire You So Much" -- and these blips punctuate a set of very, very good pop tunes, songs that could have been polished up and slid onto a proper Weezer album: "I Want to Take You Home Tonight" pulses with self-loathing sex, "I Was Scared" is good Pixies-ish pop, and neither sound like their early 2000s, they sound like they were written roughly ten years before, when Cuomo wrote the terrific, bouncy pure pop "I'll Think About You." That's not to say that Cuomo stays in the same place -- far from it, as Alone II, like its predecessor, has more textures than most Weezer albums, thanks to some nice variations on Cuomo's signatures, such as the big piano ballad "My Day Is Coming," or how the dark, swirling undercurrent of organ on "The Purification of Water" turns it into something uniquely ominous or how "I Don't Want to Let You Go" deftly reworks some early rock & roll progressions and has a romanticism that also belongs to that era. Although The Red Album showed some serious signs of loosening up, Cuomo still doesn't allow himself the freedom to venture in these directions on Weezer's albums, and that's what makes both volumes of Alone quite valuable: they're as eccentric as they are accessible, portraits of a pop hermit letting his mind wander wherever it may take him. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide
Two periods of phenomenal success have obscured Rivers Cuomo's true status as a pop eccentric, a singer/songwriter whose ear for oddity is as sharp as his ear for melody. Success has the tendency to make the unusual seem common, but that wasn't quite the case with Cuomo, as Weezer's hits rarely showcased his wayward traits: they were so hooky, so anthemic, they roped in millions of listeners who never might have dug deeper into the albums, discovering his heartbroken ballads and skewed humor. The latter was certainly evident on the band's big 1994 breakthrough, "Buddy Holly," which helped kick off Weezer's first period of great success, but the cuteness of the chorus led some detractors to peg the group as a novelty, thereby ignoring the great songwriting that fueled "Buddy Holly" and the rest of the debut album. That novelty reputation dogged Weezer throughout their extended late-'90s hiatus, but when they returned in 2001 with another eponymous album, they kicked off a second great period of popularity, one where they banished the novelty tag, but once the band became a working concern again, releasing albums regularly, many fans carped that they -- meaning Rivers -- had become too predictable, favoring big rock hooks to the idiosyncratic pop of Pinkerton, the 1996 sophomore album that bombed commercially yet remains most beloved of all by hardcore Weezer fans, as it retained much of the quirkiness of the debut yet punctuated it with Cuomo's most emotionally naked songwriting. Neither camp -- either the detractors or the too-fanatical fans -- spent much time considering how the writer behind Pinkerton was also the one behind the glossy, pumped-up Make Believe, how each was completely Cuomo at its core. Pinkerton is the romantic version of Rivers, the geek pouring his heart out on page, while Make Believe is the determined, professional songwriter, the one who carries around a notebook with dissections of popular songs, figuring out what works and what doesn't. Both are equally true and both are on display on the quite terrific Alone: The Home Recordings, a 2007 collection of 18 demos recorded between 1992 and 2007. Although this is heavily concentrated on '90s recordings -- including a big chunk of songs from the scrapped sequel to The Blue Album, Songs from the Black Hole -- that professional songwriter creeps out, as it's possible to hear Rivers working out the mechanics of what makes a song work by covering three writers most musicians wouldn't connect: Gregg Alexander before he was a New Radical ("The World We Love So Much"), Ice Cube ("The Bomb"), and Dion ("Little Diane"). There isn't irony here, not even on the clattering noise of "The Bomb"; there's excitement in the sound and curiosity about how it's constructed, and as the collection starts to reach the present toward its end, it's possible to hear Cuomo trying to write songs that fit within these classicist forms, especially on the open-hearted power ballad "I Was Made for You" and "This Is the Way," whose icy drum machine beats give it a vague adult-pop feel. These latter-day trends are what rankle some Weezer true believers, but they're not only sturdy songs; they make sense when presented as part of Cuomo's progress in Alone, and they also fit nicely amid the ragged unreleased cuts from the '90s. These tunes are clearly demos -- the audio quality fades in and out, sometimes things sound stripped down, and perhaps the arrangements are not fleshed out, but these songs are fully formed and, if they had been given full Weezer treatment, they would have fit on either The Blue Album or Pinkerton. But it's better to hear them in these rough incarnations as Cuomo's gifts shine through brighter this way: his humor flows naturally, his heartbreak is sweetly melancholy, and his melodies hook into the subconscious. It's not just that the songs are all strong, but these rough arrangements are emotionally resonant and sonically varied. The latter is especially welcome, as Weezer's new-millennium comeback, for all of its highlights -- and there are many, even on the maligned Rick Rubin-produced Make Believe -- has been monochromatically rock, where Alone is filled with shade and texture. Perhaps Weezer will have a touch of this color on their next studio album, but if they don't, that's fine: Cuomo's increasing songcraft will pull him through, and Alone will stand as an idiosyncratic gem in his catalog, showcasing him at his eccentric best. ~ Stephen Thomas Erlewine, All Music Guide