“El Scorcho” documents Weezer front man Rivers Cuomo’s lonely life at Harvard. His band had released its self-titled 1994 debut (colloquially known as the Blue Album), a masterpiece, but the singer had grown bored with rock and roll. So he enrolled at Harvard.
Fast-forward two years, and Weezer followed the Blue Album with a second masterpiece called Pinkerton. Although most didn’t realize at the time just how good Pinkerton was. In fact, many hated it. (And they were wrong.)
Here, “El Scorcho” is a glimpse into Cuomo’s isolation at school. (With titular inspiration from Del Taco’s Del Scorcho hot sauce.)
I’m Jell-O, Baby
The first verse finds Cuomo cursing the girls he’s attracted to. It’s like they have a kind of superpower over him, he imagines. Smitten by a cellist, he then assumes the posture of a frozen wallflower. He’ll say nothing. Do nothing. And wallow in isolation.
Goddamn you half-Japanese girls,
Do it to me every time.
Oh, the redhead said you shred the cello,
And I’m Jell-O, baby.
But you won’t talk, won’t look, won’t think of me,
I’m the epitome of public enemy.
Why you wanna go and do me like that?
Come down on the street and dance with me.
Cuomo wants the girl to make the first move. But it’s all just wishful thinking.
I’m a lot like you, so please,
Hello, I’m here, I’m waiting.
I think I’d be good for you.
And you’d be good for me.
‘Pinkerton’
Cuomo thinks the girl is cool because she’s never heard of Green Day. Then he creeps into her room and reads her diary. A massive invasion of privacy, but it only makes him fall further for the girl.
I asked you to go to the Green Day concert,
You said you never heard of them.
How cool is that? So I went to your room and read your diary.
“Watching Grunge leg drop New Jack through a press table.”
And then my heart stopped.
“Listening to Cio-Cio-San fall in love all over again.”
Weezer’s second album is named after the character Pinkerton in Giacomo Puccini’s 1904 opera, Madama Butterfly. In the story, Pinkerton, a U.S. Naval officer, marries a 15-year-old Japanese girl named Cio-Cio-San (“Butterfly”). Also, the quoted material in the verse above was taken by Cuomo from a classmate’s essay.
With Puccini’s opera reference, you can see why Cuomo’s heart stopped.
Alas, he can only admire her from afar. Cuomo won’t get the girl because he won’t tell her how he feels. Instead, he’ll just write a song about it. ¡El Scorcho!
How stupid is it? I can’t talk about it,
I gotta sing about it and make a record of my heart.
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