This lofty comparison is not without merit, however, as Mayer proves that he's more than up to the task with what is, in this humble reviewer and guitarist's opinion, probably the best concentrated forty five minutes of blues guitar of the last decade. The second set sees Mayer in one of his other incarnations, as the leader of a blues trio (called, suitably for such a supposedly ego-centric guy, The John Mayer Trio) that calls to mind Hendrix's revered band immediately.
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As more guitarists join him, the music gets a little more relaxed, with a surprising (pleasantly so) cover of Tom Petty's Free Fallin' standing out as the highlight from the first set.īut the 'tr00' fans will be waiting for the second set to start, after all of that 'pop crap,' which they no doubt despise so much, is over.
Neon serves as an opener that's suitably demonstrative of Mayer's astonishing talent at his instrument, as we get a jazzy, funky and altogether compelling to the song, and the concert as a whole. The first sees Mayer, later joined by David Ryan Harris and Robbie McIntosh, all playing acoustic guitars and performing, mostly, some of the man's softer material. If we break it down to its core building blocks, Where The Light Is can be separated into the aforementioned three sets. So why is it, then, that it all comes together to feel like so much more than either of those simple things would imply? Featuring three sets, each highlighting a different string to his bow, this album serves as both a 'greatest hits' release of a sort, and also the culmination of everything our favourite douche had been attempting in the music he was making up to that point.
With 2008's Where The Light Is, Mayer presented us with a two-hour live album from his special charity show in L.A. He's been the butt of the most jokes, the object of the most hatred, and the recipient of the most 'this guy sux' in the music industry for a while now (second only to Kanye West, of course) and is frequently referred to as the douchebag ladies' man who can't make anything other 'gay pop music for faggots.' (see: any YouTube video of his music) Ladies and gentlemen, the man we all love to hate, John Mayer. Review Summary: Where The Light Is shows all three incarnations of John Mayer at their very best, and, for once, this is a deluxe helping of the man that might well convert some of his many haters.
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