Tears at Sommet Center last night, as soft-rocker and self-proclaimed partial white-supremacist John Mayer broke down and apologized to his band for off-color remarks we told you about yesterday that were made in a recent Playboy interview. The remarks Mayer made in his "quest to be clever" included a dropping of the N-bomb and a claim that his "dick is sort of like a white supremacist. I've got a Benetton heart and a fuckin' David Duke cock. I'm going to start dating separately from my dick" when asked about his sexual relations with African-American women ... or lack thereof. Now, Mayer just wants to get back to his other dick: the guitar.
The singer straight-up turned his stage into a therapist's couch and, in a four minute-long onstage address said the following:
... I went, as I have begun to do, into a wormhole of selfishness and greediness and arrogance in thinking that if I just continue to be speedy and witty and pull together as many fast words and phrases as I could, that I could be clever enough to buy myself another day without thinking that anybody would find me and pin me down and [say] 'you're a creep.'... I decided that I would try to be as clever as possible all the time, and I did that at the expense of people that I love and that feels absolutely terrible. It feels worse than any headline I thought I could get my way out of...I quit the sound byte game. I quit the media game. I'm out. I'm done...My name is John Mayer and I'm gonna figure that out.
He then proceeded to put on his "O" face and rip into one of his characteristic soul-assaulting pentatonic solos. Mayer has yet to apologize for "Your Body Is a Wonderland."
Should you be the sort of person who enjoys a smart analysis of modern race relations and the flagrant prejudice inherent in his thoughtless comments -- intentional or not -- here's a great starting point.
*Author's note: This hit-and-run attack on Mayer's heartfelt mea culpa was aided and abetted by fellow Cream contributor Tracy Moore.