I absolutely adore Weezer.
I cannot begin to explain how much shame I feel about it, but I think the shame comes from being unable to separate art from the artist.
Rivers is an evil catchy pop genius, but also a huge misogynist jerk, although I’ve never met the guy he seems quite narcissistic, the way he treats the rest of weezer (didn’t he arrange for them to be paid depending on how much input they had? The green album I think)
Weezer are poppy and silly and easy to listen to. Maybe their music doesn’t really make you feel anything deep or profound, but it can just be there in your head, earworms.
Also a lot of hidden gems (smart girls-Hurley, put me back together-raditude) were co written with some different artists, who put their own stamp on something that is still so deeply weezer.
Smart girls was Tony Kanal of No Doubt (who I also shamefully adore)
So I think, it’s really, people who love weezer (like me) know that they suck, but we can’t help but love them.