That’s what I took away from his recent New York Times interview.
John Mayer moaned to the Times on Friday that dating is a “nightmare” with his constant media spotlight (funny coming from a summa cum laude graduate of the school of ‘Look at me! Look at me!’), and in the same breath referenced the millions of young ladies who would gladly hit that. It’s no wonder people think he’s a douche.
The writer, while acknowledging that Mayer is a great guitar player, pretty much called his new album, “Battle Studies”, the same boring old crap (really, really nicely, of course) and managed to get him to admit that his soft-rock career is as risky as a paper cut.
“There’s nothing I’ve done musically that’s been a wild misstep,” he said. “Basically, you’re saying, can you risk failure? And that’s something that I’m struggling with right now, because in my life, I would like to do something in music that risks a misstep.”
John has plenty of time to think about it while his new album makes besquillions of dollars.
I used to work in Soho where Mayer lives (death to the bourgeoisie!) and came very close to pushing him down the subway stairs. All New Yorkers know never to stand in front of the subway entrance! People are in a hurry, douche! Sorry, I had to get that off my chest.
Gallery info: John Mayer and cohort douching it up in Soho.