You guys, John Mayer is cold. Katy Perry’s wispy arms aren’t keeping him warm at night. Why else would he be swathed in 17 layers of clothing on the cover of his new record, Paradise Valley (named after the area in Montana where Mayer lives most of the time)? Has Mayer been banished to sleep outside underneath his handmade quilt, with nothing but his loyal Labrador retriever to cuddle up to? Somebody get this guy a space heater. He’s wearing a bandana-print shirt. Things must have really gotten desperate.