I am not a John Mayer fan.
i know many girls go weak at the knees for his scruffy white boy indiepop tunes but he just doesn't do it for me. (even though scruffy white boy indiepop usually does)
Now, I haven't exactly listened to his entire oeuvre so it's not really fair to make a judgement of him based only on the few songs I have heard but as none of them have inspired me to run out and by his albums my judgement stands.
My problem with Mr. Mayer stems mainly from 2 of his popular songs; Waiting on the World to Change and Daughters
Waiting on the World to Change can basically be summed up by this:
"It's not that we don't care,
We just know that the fight ain't fair
So we keep on waiting
Waiting on the world to change"
The fight is never going to be fair unless people fight to make it that way. And who backs down from fighting for what they believe in because the fight isn't fair? I mean, seriously. If Rosa Parks had waited for the world to change we'd still have color coded water fountains. And there really wasn't much fair about that fight. Nothing ever changes by doing nothing. Unless, you know, the nothing you're doing is not eating, which is a hunger strike, which is actually something...ah, you know what I mean.
This song just makes me angry.
(if by any chance the lyrics were meant ironically or as an exercise in reverse psychology then I offer my humble apologies.)
The song that really pisses me off though, is Daughters. Because I thought that I kinda liked it until I really listened to the lyrics one day and realized that it's pretty freakin misogynistic. The song would be fine if it weren't for this bit of juxtaposition towards the end:
"So fathers, be good to your daughters
Daughters will love like you do
Girls become lovers who turn into mothers
So mothers, be good to your daughters too
Boys, you can break
You'll find out how much they can take
Boys will be strong
And boys soldier on
But boys would be gone without the warmth from
A womans good, good heart"
So, basically, what I get from this is that if life is rough to boys they can take it. But heavens! You better be good to girls because they just don't have the strength to deal with the world. Oh yeah, and you need girls to grow up to be good women so that they can be there and support the boys who are going through the trials that girls aren't able to face.
I kinda like Dreaming with a Broken Heart and that "say what you need to say" song. I used to like No Such Thing until the other day when I came home to find a notice about my impending 10 year high school reunion.
I was supposed to be rich and famous by the time I was 25. That was the plan. The entirety of it, actually. I mean, when you're this fabulous success is just supposed to find you, right? Yeah, well, 25 has come and gone and I'm still wondering what the hell do you do with a B.A. in English. You know, other than blogging. God, what was I thinking? ENGLISH?!?! ...I wonder what it's like to have marketable skills...
Let's be honest, there are only three reasons to go to your high school reunion:
A) You are wildly successful and want to rub it in the faces of everyone who never liked you in high school
B) You married someone wildly successful or ridiculously hot and you want to rub it in the faces of everyone who never liked you in high school
C) You had many meaningful friendships in high school but due to circumstances beyond your control you have completely lost contact with all of them and are looking forward to seeing them again and catching up.
The advent of the internet has made C virtually impossible. I really can't think of anyone that I am not in some way in touch with now that I would want to connect with. Thank you, MySpace, thank you.
As of this moment I have yet to achieve anything near wild success. I haven't even achieved tame success. All my success is potential, not kinetic.
And, unless I have any famous (and hot) readers out there who would like to step up and escort me to this thing, I am 0 for 3.
So, really, the reason that I don't like No Such Thing anymore is because I'm bitter about the state of my life. Which isn't fair, is it, John Mayer, to hate YOUR song because of MY life? No, not fair at all. I guess you'll just have to wait for me to change.
I wanna be a Sea Shepherd now. Blame Animal Planet.