Friday, November 21, 2008

None of that

Ever in the search of a Friday tune that makes me move, I say we'll have none of that John Mayer bullshit. Today, you and I are going to take a listen to the John Mayer Trio. Obviously I need to explain before a comet strikes the earth.

I've always considered the acoustic guitar to be like an angel, and the electric to be like a devil. Imagine you're a struggling artist and you write a slow, somber song with your angel, which is one of the many varying and styled songs you've written. Now imagine a label hears this song and promises you stardom. Duh, you sell out... you take the contract, unaware that what you've just done is typecast yourself into a musical role which is near impossible to break. However, as every guitarist knows, when you're playing with angels all your life, sometimes you need to confront your devils. This video describes the situation to perfection (just give it long enough for the punch line).

In short, the kid can wail. He can really fucking wail. The trio is lent quite a bit of legitimacy by having the rhythm section from God himself (with priors of Stevie Wonder, Eric Clapton, Blues Brothers and around 100 others). It looks like Mayer just hit a point in his career where he was sick of playing shitty, depressing love songs, and finally had the success to tell the label to go fuck themselves.

All I can say is that I spent most of yesterday at work with Trio songs in the background and had to stop working on a regular basis to listen to some of the bloody guitar work. To say that I have underrated John Mayer in the past is the understatement of the century. He has, in one single day, snuck himself into my top 10 all time guitarists list. No shit. Don't believe me? See for yourself.

-Eat your words, sir
... fuck it... here's one more (listen to the solo 3:45 and wait for 5:15)