Yes, I'll admit he was raunchy and blunt. Yes, I'll admit he's egocentric. And yes, I'll admit that he's a manwhore. But the John Mayer "Rolling Stone" article is artistic. John himself is a master of artistic. His inventive music, catchy rhythms, clever words, soulful guitar solos, and unique voice make up the talented artist he has been since the age of fourteen.
Mayer is bringing back shredding by being a "reincarnation burrito," as Jason Mraz puts it, of musicians like SRV and Hendrix. John's love of guitar is obvious when you watch him perform or when you learn a little bit of his history. When he first picked up the guitar, he'd shut himself away and concentrate on nothing more than being like Buddy Guy. According to the article, he wasn't popular, he didn't have many friends, and he had terrible luck with girls. He was the awkward acne kid in high school.
When you take a glance at John Mayer now, you wouldn't guess that he was that guy. His skin seems flawless, his lips are beautiful, and his hair stands perfectly. His style is simple, but complimentary to his lovely body. He has a cool sleeve of tattoos and a "77" on his gorgeous chest. Can you completely blame him for his ego-centrism now? For his promiscuity? Not that these are admirable traits, but it's easy to see why he is the way he is now. And let's be honest, many celebrities dig their own work as well; and other celebrities might be just as sexually experienced as he is, but they aren't honest like him. That makes him different.
I admire Mayer for his verbal explosions and intelligent, obscure humor. None of his stories about masturbation, porn, and "Dimples the Vegas girl" make me appreciate his work any less. I can't deny his talent.
Not only was he honest about his dirty little habits in "Rolling Stone," but he was honest about his personal life as well. He's claims he's lonely and waiting for the right girl. We all know that search can be heart-breaking and exhausting. He's screwing girls left and right, seeking something they aren't giving. According to him, they're turning around and saying, "Wait 'til I tell my friends I turned down John Mayer!" There's no excuse for his male impulses, but he deserves someone great; a someone like his ex, Jennifer Aniston. He says he has "never really gotten over it."
As for the threesome plus incident, I choose to believe that he's joking. And if he's not pulling our leg? Well, whatever. At least he's honest...and into girls. RIGHT, LADIES??? Right?
There it is. My response to the "Rolling Stone" article that was supposed to make me find Mayer to be repulsive and selfish. Where I can easily assume these points of view, I like to lean towards the comments he made, or that were made about him, that perfectly described a lonely, searching man who's mind is obsessed with the relationship of cause and effect. That's his bread and butter. That, and making brilliant albums.
Monday, January 25, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
That's my child you're talking about!
PREFACE:
All names have been removed and replaced either with an "Idiot" followed by a number, or a "Me". Also, please note that there is harsh language used on either side of the arguments made, and I apologize beforehand for that; however, I did not see fit to change it. I did not change the vulgar language due to the fact that I did not want to change my opponents words and that, changing my original sentiments, would decrease the severity of my anger. The only editing I did do was the fixing of any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes.
Standing firm in my beliefs,
Katie Egan
Idiot # 1: Attention LOTR Two Towers jerks. IMDb has rated the Fellowship higher than Two Towers. Fuck off.
Idiot # 2: If I wanted to see nothing but mind-numbing prairies I would have lived in Kansas, not paid money to watch a LOTR movie.
Me: Does anyone recall there being prairies on the way to Mordor? Nope.
Idiot # 1: Two Towers character development is shit. Fellowship sets of all the characters quite nicely. Everyone just sits around and bitches in the Two Towers. And when they're not doing that they're just sitting doing nothing. The last third is fighting. Essentially 2/3 of the movie is shit.
All names have been removed and replaced either with an "Idiot" followed by a number, or a "Me". Also, please note that there is harsh language used on either side of the arguments made, and I apologize beforehand for that; however, I did not see fit to change it. I did not change the vulgar language due to the fact that I did not want to change my opponents words and that, changing my original sentiments, would decrease the severity of my anger. The only editing I did do was the fixing of any grammatical and/or spelling mistakes.
Standing firm in my beliefs,
Katie Egan
Idiot # 1: Attention LOTR Two Towers jerks. IMDb has rated the Fellowship higher than Two Towers. Fuck off.
Idiot # 2: If I wanted to see nothing but mind-numbing prairies I would have lived in Kansas, not paid money to watch a LOTR movie.
Me: Does anyone recall there being prairies on the way to Mordor? Nope.
Idiot # 1: Two Towers character development is shit. Fellowship sets of all the characters quite nicely. Everyone just sits around and bitches in the Two Towers. And when they're not doing that they're just sitting doing nothing. The last third is fighting. Essentially 2/3 of the movie is shit.
Wednesday, January 13, 2010
Monday, January 11, 2010
Just talk to Him.
when i thought i'd finally become proactive in my faith, and that it would patch up the holes, the story shut on me. the story of jeremiah the prophet is one that i'd promised to read instead of following the heels of now earthly entertainers. i decided to first skim the pages; reading titles and the LORD'S spoken word, but as i went through the forty or fifty-something chapters, i easily picked up on GOD'S anger with the place of judah. HE compared judah to a prostitute and a donkey in heat.
for someone who is slipping away in her faith, this wasn't the easiest to read. for about a year now, i've been so lost, and in this confusion i have fallen away from love, from GOD, and from prayer. i'm not saying that in this time i have become an atheist, but i am saying that i have never had more questions than now.
when a pastor told me that a relationship with GOD was similar to a roller coaster ride, he was not kidding. sometimes GOD'S presence is eminent and obvious, and other times, i find myself asking about HIS whereabouts. a year of being in the latter stage is discouraging and eventually lead to my search for the lost gift of love.
earthly relationships never last forever. people leave, people change their mind, people fight, people move, and people die. this fact manifests deep within each human no matter what. when a very important romantic relationship* fell to shreds, i began questioning the "love" this boy spoke of. i truly thought it meant something that i continued to have feelings for him, even to this day, but i suppose now that isn't the case. if his "love" was not the same as my love for him, then this must not have been love at all. i began to apply this thought to other relationships in my life. being let down by friends, my father passing away, and knowing that soon the rest of my family will follow was enough to convince me that there's no point in relying on anyone.
i am told that GOD is the only rock, so for the hard times, i would cling to HIM while i was being barraged by rough waters. trying to hold on now is the hardest thing i've ever done. i have too many doubts and so much confusion that i keep getting swept away by the current. ultimately growing tired of this and refusing to pray (i will talk more about that further in this blog), i sought to make myself numb. this self-reliance has made me arrogant, i'm sure, in the eyes of GOD. my meekness and humility sank whenever it was that i decided to take control of my life.
giving over my life to GOD would require i simple prayer, and an open heart and mind. i feel like many times i have prayed for GOD'S complete and total control, so that i may live by HIS perfect will. but i suppose many times is never enough. as long as i am human, i will try my hand and making a path without the consent of GOD, which is why i need to constantly give it over to HIM. every now and again, this thought discourages me. the thought that my relationship with GOD is an unceasing up and down discourages me. ultimately, these ideas lead to my confusion and questioning, it was in this time that i gave up on prayer. GOD already knows my heart, why speak my sorrows, doubts, or even praise to HIM? now, in response to that, i can imagine someone saying, "pray to HIM because it glorifies HIM and HE is ever-deserving." HE is ever-deserving because of HIS love, HIS majesty, HIS creativity, and HIS bringing of life. as soon as i feel HIS love, majesty, and creativity i will thank HIM. i want it to be authentic gratitude and not out of habit.
so the questions are: how can i get back to the top where i am knowingly GOD'S daughter and i am with HIM? how can i humble myself to ask for help? how can i turn away from the sins that continually keep me in the fog? how can i feel HIS love and share that with others? how can i decipher HIS calling for me? will i be able to climb back up if i fall again?
i need to ask the LORD these questions, even if i don't quite understand the concept of prayer. and i need to, once again, hand my life over to HIM because HE'S not the confused one. i am.
*said romantic relationship is not the sole reason for my questioning and current state of disarray.
for someone who is slipping away in her faith, this wasn't the easiest to read. for about a year now, i've been so lost, and in this confusion i have fallen away from love, from GOD, and from prayer. i'm not saying that in this time i have become an atheist, but i am saying that i have never had more questions than now.
when a pastor told me that a relationship with GOD was similar to a roller coaster ride, he was not kidding. sometimes GOD'S presence is eminent and obvious, and other times, i find myself asking about HIS whereabouts. a year of being in the latter stage is discouraging and eventually lead to my search for the lost gift of love.
earthly relationships never last forever. people leave, people change their mind, people fight, people move, and people die. this fact manifests deep within each human no matter what. when a very important romantic relationship* fell to shreds, i began questioning the "love" this boy spoke of. i truly thought it meant something that i continued to have feelings for him, even to this day, but i suppose now that isn't the case. if his "love" was not the same as my love for him, then this must not have been love at all. i began to apply this thought to other relationships in my life. being let down by friends, my father passing away, and knowing that soon the rest of my family will follow was enough to convince me that there's no point in relying on anyone.
i am told that GOD is the only rock, so for the hard times, i would cling to HIM while i was being barraged by rough waters. trying to hold on now is the hardest thing i've ever done. i have too many doubts and so much confusion that i keep getting swept away by the current. ultimately growing tired of this and refusing to pray (i will talk more about that further in this blog), i sought to make myself numb. this self-reliance has made me arrogant, i'm sure, in the eyes of GOD. my meekness and humility sank whenever it was that i decided to take control of my life.
giving over my life to GOD would require i simple prayer, and an open heart and mind. i feel like many times i have prayed for GOD'S complete and total control, so that i may live by HIS perfect will. but i suppose many times is never enough. as long as i am human, i will try my hand and making a path without the consent of GOD, which is why i need to constantly give it over to HIM. every now and again, this thought discourages me. the thought that my relationship with GOD is an unceasing up and down discourages me. ultimately, these ideas lead to my confusion and questioning, it was in this time that i gave up on prayer. GOD already knows my heart, why speak my sorrows, doubts, or even praise to HIM? now, in response to that, i can imagine someone saying, "pray to HIM because it glorifies HIM and HE is ever-deserving." HE is ever-deserving because of HIS love, HIS majesty, HIS creativity, and HIS bringing of life. as soon as i feel HIS love, majesty, and creativity i will thank HIM. i want it to be authentic gratitude and not out of habit.
so the questions are: how can i get back to the top where i am knowingly GOD'S daughter and i am with HIM? how can i humble myself to ask for help? how can i turn away from the sins that continually keep me in the fog? how can i feel HIS love and share that with others? how can i decipher HIS calling for me? will i be able to climb back up if i fall again?
i need to ask the LORD these questions, even if i don't quite understand the concept of prayer. and i need to, once again, hand my life over to HIM because HE'S not the confused one. i am.
*said romantic relationship is not the sole reason for my questioning and current state of disarray.
Sunday, January 10, 2010
I Love Canned E!
Friday night: Starbucks with me is "exactly what he needed". Bloody Zebra!!! Sherlock Holmes? Check. Kiss me? Okay. "Let's go to Fullerton." Check.
Saturday: Wake up, get crepes, visit the arboretum, tell me you like me, watch movies, and order pizza. Oh yeah, I had duty.
Sunday: Return duty bag, Coco's, Botanical Gardens, kiss goodbye.
If this weekend made you even more confused, then I am sorry. But to be perfectly honest, I had a wonderful time. It's a bit odd not having you by my side now.
And I'm not sure what it is about me that screams, "Only kiss me. I'm a friends-with-benefits girl". My mother says it's because boys are afraid of my confidence and free spirit. Mom's are supposed to say things like that. I wish I really knew.
But I don't know if it's worth changing for you.
I realized that I use contractions quite frequently.
Saturday: Wake up, get crepes, visit the arboretum, tell me you like me, watch movies, and order pizza. Oh yeah, I had duty.
Sunday: Return duty bag, Coco's, Botanical Gardens, kiss goodbye.
If this weekend made you even more confused, then I am sorry. But to be perfectly honest, I had a wonderful time. It's a bit odd not having you by my side now.
And I'm not sure what it is about me that screams, "Only kiss me. I'm a friends-with-benefits girl". My mother says it's because boys are afraid of my confidence and free spirit. Mom's are supposed to say things like that. I wish I really knew.
But I don't know if it's worth changing for you.
I realized that I use contractions quite frequently.
Monday, January 4, 2010
A W(O)hiRL(D) of Change.
This is my mind, and it over-analyzes way too often. It thinks of you. It remembers the words that you used to hurt me. It recalls the times I THOUGHT were perfect. It tells my body to slow down and to speed up. It tells me I want you, and sometimes that I'm better off without you. It knows that you don't want me like that, but it continuously makes me fall.
These are my eyes, and hopefully they don't give away what my mind is thinking (see above). But it's probably obvious when I look at you. It could be the occasional "what the hell am I doing with you?" look, but not likely.
This is my nose, and quite frankly, your nose and mine meet too frequently, which brings me to...
My mouth.
This is my heart. The one you make skip in my chest. The one you also broke, and then repaired. Then you broke it again, and again, and again. And finally, my mind convinces it to go numb.
These are my hands. They're trying their hardest to stay at my sides, but for some reason they find your cheek or your arm. My hands and my mind are constantly at war. Same with my mind and my mouth. And my mind and heart.
This is my body and once it can work together, I'll be healed. No one's leading anyone on.
These are my eyes, and hopefully they don't give away what my mind is thinking (see above). But it's probably obvious when I look at you. It could be the occasional "what the hell am I doing with you?" look, but not likely.
This is my nose, and quite frankly, your nose and mine meet too frequently, which brings me to...
My mouth.
This is my heart. The one you make skip in my chest. The one you also broke, and then repaired. Then you broke it again, and again, and again. And finally, my mind convinces it to go numb.
These are my hands. They're trying their hardest to stay at my sides, but for some reason they find your cheek or your arm. My hands and my mind are constantly at war. Same with my mind and my mouth. And my mind and heart.
This is my body and once it can work together, I'll be healed. No one's leading anyone on.
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Me: It is not shit! I definitely prefer the other two, as far as watching goes, and it is just a way to get to the third chapter. But the Two Towers story is anything but shit and there happens to be loads of character development. Aragorn learns that he is Middle Earth's hope as a leader, Sam's loyalty is being tested by Frodo's slow decay, and the two other hobbits learn they must step up, and that they too play a vital role in the saving of Middle Earth. Not to mention we meet key characters in the Two Towers like Theoden, Eowyn, Wormtongue, and Gandalf the White. Fuck you for calling any piece of the Lord of the Rings story shit, Idiot # 1!
Idiot # 1: Two Towers was not a good movie. I'm sure the book is fantastic. The character development in Two Tower is basically portrayed as the characters bitching. And Idiot # 3. Just admit FotR is way better than Two Towers.
Me: Because times are grim, and they're just starting to realize the extent of their dangerous situation! I'd bitch too, and as an audience member and reader, I'd start to lose hope. What I love about the movie is that, where it ended, it starts to regain the momentum it had before. The book ends with a cliffhanger!