Hey, Fender had to sell one of those $25,000 imitation-P.O.S. guitars to
somebody.... :hello2:
I wish John Mayer would, just once, play something that doesn't sound like it's lifted from somebody else... he and Cheryl Crow have some kind of
contest going on, to see who can release the most number of songs without a single original thought, lick or sound in it. If you take away the Curtis Mayfield/R&B song forms, the SRV licks, and the Dave Matthews/Tiny Tim/Betty Boop vocal inflections, Mayer has
nothing.... :icon_scratch: All my 15-year-old guitar students want to BE John Mayer, but it's only because he's boinked everything blonde in Hollywood under the age of sixty (and he ain't checkin' I.D's....
)
I do respect that he's playing guitar a lot, though. He played the record company just right... he was doing a SRV tribute/cover thing in Atlanta, and a scout saw those apple cheeks, cupid lips and dreamy curls, and they marketed him as a boytoy. "Your Body is a Wonderland" - nookie magnet deluxe! Then when he had some brand strength built up he told them - "PPPBBHH! I'm a blooooze-man, man..." Worked out so far. If he could take the time to read some interesting books he might be able to write some interesting songs, but there's more blondes popping up in Hollywood every week - and he hasn't even started on Europe! :toothy12:
It'll be interesting to see if he does grow up - these younger guys are acutely aware of the "flavor-of-the-week" syndrome, and the message is cash in NOW... I had high hopes for Robert Randolph, and he hasn't got one bit better in five years, he's too busy to learn (or think) anything new. You look at what people like Hendrix & Page & Howe had accomplished by their late twenties and realize that because of the media/marketing machine, it can
never happen that way again. :sad1: The hippies
snuck up on 'em! :evil4:
