Watch Weezer perform "Africa" live with Toto's Steve Porcaro on synth


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I bless the Rains of Castamere.


What about blessing Rainn Wilson, down in Africa?


Imagine it’s 1988 and Bob Dylan scores a comeback hit with a faithful cover of Perry Como’s 1955 hit Ko Ko Mo (I Love You So).

That’s what this is.


The original version is way better. Sorry internet memes.


Watched the original video after that for the first time and understand now that humanity must be annihilated ASAP.


I accept your conclusion but reject your premise.


Anne, it has been 19 years. I am willing to concede your point about Weezer.


I reach for my asthma inhaler ever time I here a Weezer song.


I bless the chickens down in Africa.


Too close to the original. I want a goddamn wall of guitar. Y’know, Weezer.


I seldom criticise bands & musicians. Here I’ll make an exception. What is the antonym of passion?


Am I nuts or did they slow down 10 BPM over the course of the song? Like, keys were dragging and the drummer gave up?

Edit: Yep, 94 to 90 BPM, give or take.


I hear the drums echoing tonight.
She hears only whispers of these homies dissing my girl.


This is what you are looking for my child.


This! I have been putting a playlist together for several days - it includes two covers of Africa. When I saw that Weezer had covered it, I watched with great anticipation, thinking I might add or swap one for this…only to have that anticipation fade to antipathy. What a boring cover of a great song!

Were they really tired or just don’t “feel” the song? It completely lacked any passion, drive, or interest. Even the keyboard solo was just a few seconds - did they not pay him enough to improv a little and make it something special?

What I want in a cover is a new, interesting rendition of a good song - this was a milquetoast version that was very close to the original…only with less passion.


Obligatory… I can’t help it:


Gimme Weezer every time. Toto was never the same after Desmond left.


Have we now reached peak irony?

A catchy song, with incredibly self-absorbed lyrics, about seeing nothing but one’s own navel while traveling in postcolonial Africa. “It is the love child of imperialism and Muzak.”