John Mayer
John Mayer
John Clayton Mayeris an American singer-songwriter, guitarist and producer. He was born in Bridgeport, Connecticut, and raised in nearby Fairfield. He attended Berklee College of Music in Boston, Massachusetts, but disenrolled and moved to Atlanta, Georgia, in 1997 with Clay Cook. Together, they formed a short-lived, two-man band called Lo-Fi Masters. After their split, Mayer continued to play local clubs—refining his skills and gaining a following. After his appearance at the 2001 South by Southwest Festival, he was signed to...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionMusician
Date of Birth16 October 1977
CountryUnited States of America
I feel my shows are like a late-night talk show that we settle down and do every night.
Welcome to the real world, she said to me. Condescendingly. Take a seat. Take your life. Plot it out in black and white.
I came from the last couple of years in a generation where we didn't have a computer around so we didn't waste as much time on the internet as we do now so I had large chuncks of time which to devote to doing something.
I've realized you can use a fork as a spoon if you use it rapidly enough.
It's very liberating when you finally realize it's impossible to make everyone like you.
My hits are not hits.
There's so many inspiring people out there.
I hope that what it comes down to at the end of the day is that people believe that I believe what I'm singing. It comes down to being believable. You don't have to be likeable; generally, though, I think I am.
How dare you say it's nothing to me? Baby, you're the only light I ever saw.
By the time I recognize this moment, this moment will be gone. . . But I will bend the light, pretend that it somehow lingered on
Tore up my heart and shut it down. Nothing to do, nowhere to be. A simple little kind of free. Nothing to do, no one but me, and that's all I need. I'm perfectly lonely.
You know I used to be the back porch poet with my book of lines, always hoping knowing all the time, I'm probably never gonna find the perfect rhyme. . .For heavier things
All I want a song to do is just to kind of present an idea.
I can't wait to figure out what wrong with me, so I can say this is the way that I used to be.