Weezer fans really love Weezer.
The band burst onto the scene in 1994 with an oddball, quirky, geeky album which some how fitted in with the emerging Britpop scene and the post-Kurt musical landscape in America.
It was a pop curiosity that went multi-platinum and I, shortsightedly, never thought the band would still be around more than 20 years later, let alone headlining the SSE Arena, Wembley.
The bill on Saturday (October 28) was shared with another 90s guitar-pop gem, Ash, and Chicago rock band The Orwells.
Ash may not have maintained the same trajectory over the decades but few could better them at punchy 45-minute set of classics.
Kung Fu, Goldfinger, Girl From Mars, Burn Baby Burn, Shining Light - plenty of reasons to remind an ecstatic crowd how much they really love Ash.
Numbskull from the much-maligned Nu-Clear Sounds was punctuated with a Halloween-themed audience participation screamathon.
Having gigged together over more than 20 years, singer Tim Wheeler describes it as the "perfect line up".
Ash are fun.
Weezer are fun too - and celebratory, and quirky, and occasionally infuriating.
Following Ash seemed a tall order but they never hesitated.
The decades have not been plain sailing for Rivers Cuomo and co who have suffered line-up changes, critical pannings, disillusionment, law suits and failed fan-sourcing experiments - but they have reached the level of "national treasure" in the nation of indie.
The Wembley gig came the day after the release of a new album, Pacific Daydream, which has had, it's fair to say, a mixed reaction but about which, in light of the critical mauling second album Pinkerton initially received, the jury must be still out.
But the setlist showcased 23 years of reasons why Weezer fans really love Weezer.
Island In The Sun and Feels Like Summer are perfect radio play fodder and slightly irritating, though I know millions would disagree.
For me the more guitar-led tunes are stronger. My Name Is Jonas is great and Say It Ain't So and Undone - The Sweater Song are huge singalongs.
A low point is the bizarre, adolescent paean Thank God For Girls is a case in point and on stage it is accompanied by projected photographs of iconic women.
Helen Mirren draws a cheer and we're left in a position of seemingly rating each celeb by the volume of the reaction while at the same time wondering why it is this is happening at all.
To my mind the band arose from the studied awkwardness of Pavement but also the unashamed geekery and love of pop of Nirvana - and adventurous use of directors for promo videos and a pop sensibility made them darlings of MTV.
That position in the pop pantheon means a celebration of live music in the form of a rendition of Outkast's Hey Ya! is the most natural thing in the world.
Weezer fans really love Weezer.
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