I must remember that most of the musicians I end up liking are the ones I can't stand at first. And I have examples to prove my point:
- John Mayer
- Justin Timberlake and Siamese twin Nelly Furtado
Right now's wishlist? To attend a Mayer concert. Not the flashlights and smoke guns and 10,000 fans kind. Not the long queues and signed T-shirts being thrown at you kind. The 100 people-who-don't-need-a-fix-for-the-high, mellow light, I-can-see-the-bass-guitarist-and-the-drummer kind. I want to see his face scrunched up as he sings. Sweat-soaked. Seducing his guitar into submission. Listen to Comfortable, the music makes you hear love.
Well almost. Exaggeration afterall, makes things more than perfect.