he trashes a hotel room in the process.* True enough, my friend Z and I already have our tickets during the supposed May concert. We didn’t get the P12,000 front row seats we originally planned, but we got something better. Actually, Z got all the good stuff.
Here’s a boring story you don’t need to read, but you can if you want to:
A day before the event, Z told me that she wasn’t able to get me listed for the meet and greet, so I already said yes to a blogger event that day. No use being at SMX early. Besides, it was raining. I was coming from the The Vanity Fair that day and the event ran a little late. While still in The Skydome, Z texted me with “If you can be here by 7PM, there’s a free slot for the meet and greet.” I checked my watch and it was 6:30 PM. Add the payday weekend traffic, the torrential rains, and a snowball’s chance in hell in getting a taxi that will take me to SMX, all that was left for me to do was sigh.
And so began my of “Moses and his people traipsing through the desert for 40 years” proportion of a travel from SM North Edsa to SMX. From north to south. MRT to Ayala, a cab to High Street, an I-almost-hit-pedestrians drive to SMX, and The Secret-ing a parking slot later, I was there. Oh you Mayer guy, the lengths I'd go to for you!
/End boring story
Cutting the story short, I missed his first four songs: Chest Fever/Vultures, No Such Thing, Perfectly Lonely, and Ain't No Sunshine. I don’t feel bad really; they’re not my favorites anyway. I just wish I got the chance to listen to his version of Ain’t No Sunshine. I love that song! Ever since Hanson did a cover, I keep listening to different covers whenever I come across it. I would've loved to hear Mayer's take on it. Also, Vultures. Le sigh.
We also got good seats, so there’s nothing to complain about. Even if I came in sodding wet. Make-up side note: I was wearing Maybelline Magnum, and you guys, it stayed put!
I can’t honestly remember listening to Slow Dancing in a Burning Room, Waiting on the World to Change, Stop This Train, Wonderland (Acoustic), and Who Says because I was busy spazzing with Z about how I missed the opportunity to be this  close to John Mayer himself. Z even had to tell me to shut up because she had to start watching the concert then.
And I did because he soon played Heartbreak Warfare, Gravity, and Why Georgia—my favorites! I was close to tears when he sang the line “How come the only way to know how high you get me is to see how far I fall?” because it’s those lines that make me believe he’s one of the best songwriters right now. No one, NO ONE, can ever write lyrics that capture your sadness, your loneliness, and your emptiness spot on the way John Mayer does.
As I’ve said before (and only losers quote themselves):
But no matter how much of a douchebag John Mayer is, we must admit that he has an understanding of profound sadness. Makes you wonder if he's really playing the part, if Hollyweird gobbled him up and filled his head with dreams of stardomhood, or if he's really just a jerk with a big heart. Even so, I still like him and his gut-wrenching, soul-crushing songs. Besides, he's the first person whom I've heard coin the term quarter life crisis, and my god, does he know a lot about it.
To me, the concert was short but sweet, perfect even. John Mayer showed how amazing he is by delivering perfectly on a live set. He also managed to showcase his guitar chops without resulting to showboating. He rocked a ukelele (not a small guitar) and made it look cool! The brief “give-and-take thing”** between his guitar and the saxophone was cute and appreciated on my part.
What ruined it is people who went there with free tickets and then griped about how he didn't play favorites. They have gotten the idea that they went to THE JOHN MAYER GREATEST HITS TOUR instead of THE BATTLE STUDIES TOUR. So no, of course he wouldn’t play ALL YOUR FAVORITES. He’s not the freakin’ Beach Boys.
Lastly, the encore is not an unknown song. It’s called Edge of Desire and it’s one of the best songs in Battle Studies. Maybe if you really listened to the album first, you’d appreciate how amazing it is:
Maybe this mattress will spin on its axis and find me on yoursBut you can't please them all. I, on the other hand, was overjoyed. Especially when I read this:
Don't say a word just come over and lie here with me
'Cause I'm just about to set fire to everything I see
I want you so bad I'll go back on the things I believe
There I just said it, I'm scared you'll forget about me
Thanks for buying a ticket when money is tight, for waiting in traffic to both enter and leave the venue, and thank you for telling your dubious friends to come with you and see what this “Mayer” guy is all about. Thank you for being fans and thank you for giving me the awesome life I have.No, you "Mayer" guy, thank you.
*I mean really, who cares? If he paid for it, what do you care?
**Lol, sorry for the lack of better term.