Why John Mayer Deserves A Second Act At Public Redemption
Life is weird. Sometimes you run hot. Sometimes you run cold. There are moments of personal triumph and moments of personal anguish. Sometimes you exhaust yourself, slamming against the wall you knew you’d inevitably swerve into. It’s just part of a rollercoaster of highs and lows. The key is to piece yourself together and enjoy the ride.
Like any certified Bro, John Mayer is a chill dude who has had some unchill moments. When his celebrity got to his head in 2010, on the heels of relationships with Taylor Swift and Jennifer Aniston, he blabbed off to journalists at Rolling Stone and Playboy in a true display of celebrity cocksmanship. He called his penis “David Duke” and referred to himself as “sexual napalm.” He became “that guy”, even though Mayer being “that guy” was hardly earth-shattering. It was coming from the man who wrote “Your Body Is A Wonderland,” after all.
That was seven years ago. He was 32 at the time. Then he took a big step out of the spotlight following his break-up with Katy Perry, mellowed out in Montana, and started playing Grateful Dead songs with Bobby Weir, Mickey Hart, and Bill Kreutzmann. He might still crash the occasional sorority ball with Monet Weir and her parents at the age of 39, but the dude appears to have moved on from the douchiness that earned him so much negative notoriety years ago.