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Originally Posted by troutman
I have not heard Mayer's body of work, but he does deserve a special place in Hell for Your Body is a Wonderland. To use a hockey cliche, that is a howler "he would like to have back". Blender generously rated it as the 28th Worst Song Ever:
http://www.blender.com/guide/articles.aspx?id=786
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JOHN MAYER
“Your Body is a Wonderland” 2001
Get this man a cold shower
“Ohhh,” the women of the world sigh, “why can’t I just find a nice guy — you know, someone who’ll compare my breasts to a theme park?” Yearn no more, ladies! Drool never sounded as sweet as it does on this slow-stirred ode to daytime sex — but even from the otherwise charming Mayer, it’s still drool. What’s more, sunny acoustic guitars belie some creepy undertones: When Mayer rasps “Discover me discovering you” and “I’ll use my hands,” it sounds as though he’s sitting in a dark room, playing pocket pool to a camera he planted in the women’s lavatory.
Worst Moment Mayer describes the “deep sea of blankets” on his bed. Ewww!
If your songs are routinely played by Don, Joanne and the Coach, it is time to go back to the drawing board. |
Not that I'm a fan of light 96 (or is it LITE?)...but generally speaking, radio play is a valid measuring stick of success.
He was also 15 when he wrote that song...not too shabby.
It's also kind of funny how his acclaimed cover of bold as love is going entirely overlooked in this debate.