Parke Puterbaugh anmeldte «Toto IV» for Rolling Stone i 1982. Jeg siterer:
Toto sings love songs of little distinction or consequence, offering greeting-card verse and aural bouquets to fantasy lovers via the medium of cutting-edge studio technology and their own well-honed sessionman «chops.» The group’s cleverly titled new album, Toto IV, follows this formula to a T, mixing sodden ballads taken at tiptoeing-rhino tempos with booming, echoey rock songs.
Toto builds its AOR heroics upon a steady-as-a-metronome rhythm section and a vaguely gospel-tinged piano, which serve as a backdrop for David Paich and Steve Porcaro’s Technicolor synthesizer wonderment. Guitarist Steve Lukather gets a fat sound with lots of sustain, sending his fingers into overdrive on the solos. And singer Bobby Kimball scales the upper registers in an L.A. approximation of blue-eyed soul.
This band of pros doesn’t miss a trick: since Asia has lately become the platinum nom de plume of four British art-rock superstars, Toto has asserted its territorial imperative with a tune called «Africa»–a ringer for the U.K. group’s FM smash, «Heat of the Moment.» There’s even a touch of Asia on Toto IV in the artificially malleted xylophone sounds that pop up on occasion. Typical of an album that feels about as real as a Velveeta-orange polyester leisure suit.
Den mannen er ikke til å stole på. «Toto IV» er en av de beste platene som finnes, og «Africa» er en av de beste låtene på plata.