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Quickies: Kate Winslet Is Dating John Mayer?!

  • Kate Winslet’s “steamy new hookup” is allegedly notorious ladies man John Mayer. Really, Kate? I like John’s music, but you are sooo much better than Jessica Simpson’s sloppy seconds! Oh well. Maybe these two will hit it off. Kate can show him her merkin and John can blab about it to Playboy. [Celebitchy]
  • Jennifer Lawrence from “Winter’s Bone” has been cast in the lead role in the film version of The Hunger Games by Suzanne Collins. Apparently the book series is crazy popular. Anyone read them? [The Wrap]
  • This is the best photo of Rob Kardashian in drag that you will ever see, guaranteed. [Celebuzz]

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Shun, Shag, Or Marry: Kim Kardashian’s Rumored Lovahs Edition

Poor Kim Kardashian can’t so much as breathe in a guy’s ear without the media claiming she’s dating him. It’s only been a month since she broke up with NFL star Miles Austin and she’s already been linked to a slew of unlikely suitors! And while some of these guys make her ex-boyfriend Reggie Bush look like an actual saint, we’re still looking out for Kim’s best interests. So we’ve figured out which guys she should shun, shag, or marry. Just in case she’s actually interested in any of them and needs a second opinion. We’re helpful like that.
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Quickies: John Mayer’s “Metaphoric Retirement” & Susan Sarandon Is A Tattoo-Loving Mama

  • Is John Mayer “metaphorically retiring”? [Crushable]
  • Minka Kelly claims that airplane freakout about bringing her dog on board didn’t happen and that she called her manager, not maybe-fiancé Derek Jeter, to sort out whether her pup could fly first class. [TMZ]
  • JetBlue flight attendant/national hero Steven Slater will undergo a psychiatric evaluation to avoid jail time for the August 9th incident. [WNYC]

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John Mayer Slams Huffington Post For Shoddy Reporting

HuffPo, John Mayer is putting you on blast! The prolific Twitter junkie and master of the guitar solo O-face has taken to his blog to slam the blog Huffington Post for printing a story that he calls “equal parts fabricated, cobbled together and misleading.” The story in question: “John Mayer & Jennifer Aniston BACK TOGETHER?” The HuffPo article contends that Mayer and Aniston might be back together based on some comments Mayer made at a recent concert. The problem, Mayer writes, is that Huffington Post took bits and pieces of various things he said over the course of an entire show and made it appear as if it was one statement. Keep reading »

John Mayer Levitates

This is actually what John Mayer looks like when he’s coming out of a wicked jump shot, or whatever the term is in basketball. He looks so graceful. [Los Angeles, 8/19/10] Keep reading »

John Mayer Spoofs LeBron James

I have put my dislike of John Mayer aside to bring you a video of him being pretty clever. Taking inspiration from the recent media spectacle that was LeBron James’ team announcement, Mayer has crafted this clip releasing his latest crop of tour dates. Maybe Mayer was always meant to express himself on YouTube, and just got disastrously tangled up in Twitter? Or maybe this is just the beginning of another of his relationship-ruining obsessions. Keep reading »

Whose Ab Situation Do You Prefer?

I’ll be honest. I’d rather my hypothetical boyfriend have a slight gut like John Mayer‘s than the overly cut washboard abs of Mike “The Situation.” I like a little something to lay my head on, you know? [Towleroad] Keep reading »

Summer Heat Brings On Tour Cancellation Fever

There is a dangerous outbreak on the loose. Lucky for us, it only affects musicians. A rash of bands and performers have been canceling dates or entire tours for a variety of reasons, with scheduled dates in the U.S. suffering the most terminations. U2 has called off the North American leg of their tour to give lead singer Bono time to recover from emergency back surgery. Rock band Muse has axed and postponed several dates in the United States to allow the drummer of the band to be home for the birth of his child. When it comes to health and family, tour cancellations are understandable, especially when both bands are promising refunds and make up dates. A little less forgivable was Christina Aguilera erasing her entire North American tour because she didn’t feel ready and her people wanted the concerts to be closer to the release of her film “Burlesque.” This means if you want to see Christina get “Bionic” you will have until 2011.

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In Defense Of John Mayer

John Mayer has a bad rep. Once a soulful crooner with a baby face, he’s morphed into a cocky megastar making his way around the proverbial Hollywood block. In 2006, he used his relationship with ex Jennifer Love Hewitt as material for his stand-up and he went on to date (and ditch) Jessica Simpson, Cameron Diaz and Jennifer Aniston. In January, he hit a new low when he appeared to be macking on America’s sweetheart, 20-year-old Taylor Swift. A few weeks later, an interview he did with Playboy came out. The quote that reverberated around the interwebs: “Yeah, [Jessica Simpson] is like crack cocaine to me … Sexually it was crazy. It was like napalm, sexual napalm …”

After that, John became persona non grata. Even this video he posted this month, called “A Life In the Day,” couldn’t redeem him.

But here’s the thing. Even after all the bonkers tweets and swarmy quotes,

I’ve given up trying to reconcile John Mayer’s social sewage with his art. I won’t claim to know his soul, but I will say that during the past eight years, it seems like sometimes he knows my own. Mayer, in music, has been nothing but good to me.

See, I have spent countless nights falling asleep to John Mayer’s voice whispering from my speakers. I was a senior in high school when Room for Squares debuted. Before that, I had no point of reference in music. A good jam could get me dancing, but there was no musical artist who activated my soul and left an ineffaceable mark on it. Mayer unbuckled my musical chastity belt. I felt every song, as his lyrics took on a sweet synchronicity with my life and with my thoughts. Listening to his albums was like finishing a long run. Where at the crest of a hill, short of breath, I look at the view and think, “This is me. At least for now.”

I am not the type of fan to paste pictures of him on my wall, but that doesn’t mean I don’t have an inclination for the schmaltzy. I’ve never been to one of his concerts because I am holding out for my boyfriend to take me. I don’t need a concert, though, to celebrate Mayer’s music. It is the places I take his words with me that matter. As a student, with Mayer echoing from my dashboard, I started my five-hour drives between home and school. Despite the long highway, his melodies made me feel like I was home, back in a familiar rhythm. In 2006, when I was living in Paris, I took long walks, tuning out to the song “3×5.” It was during one of these strolls, when I was relishing the Belleville neighborhood I now miss, that I realized the name Mayer sounds like meilleur, the French word for “better.”

Back in the States, over a year later, I found out how much John Mayer’s fame had blown up. I was listening to “Gravity” in the dentist’s office while high-speed drills buzzed as if they were singing backup. Or in the grocery store, Mayer played as the intercom interrupted to announce specials on Country Crock margarine. Then, he himself transformed, going from a shaggy fluff hairdo to luscious locks and round cheeks to a chiseled jawbone. Hunky and borderline pretty, he became a bona fide rock star with a proclivity for high-profile relationships and kissing and telling. Maybe he’s not bothered by the reaction his behavior begets. Yet, for a man who creates original compositions, it seems like he’s stuck on repeat.

Picking up a 2009 magazine interview, I didn’t make it to the third paragraph before his Porsche Cayenne and Land Rover Defender got as many mentions as his manager. Mayer, it seemed, was making the transition from a man of music and depth to a man of acquisition and status. This set a glum and insincere tone to his art of melody for me from then on.

The dichotomy of John Mayer’s image and his tunes left me a confused fan. I wrestled with this for over a year, feeling silly for taking it too seriously, yet not silly enough to throw him back on my dream-time playlist.

When his latest album, Battle Studies, came out I waited months before buying it. I tiptoed past it in the record store and then would look back, unsure which part of the musician I’d be getting, the contrived rock star or the lyrical wunderkind. In order to avoid last-moment register retreat, I took standing in line out of the equation and bought the album on iTunes by simply pressing “enter.” Alone in my room I played the album once, twice, three times, and afterward I kept thinking, Damn John, you did it again. His music peeled away emotional layers that weigh me down, leaving me lucid and light.

I’ve given up trying to reconcile John Mayer’s social sewage with his art. I won’t claim to know his soul, but I will say that during the past eight years, it seems like sometimes he knows my own. Mayer, in music, has been nothing but good to me.

I now know that is more than I could ever ask for in a musician. Yes, the fame is there. But the music came first; it always does.

Quotable: Billy Corgan Says John Mayer Should Have Kept His Mouth Shut On Jessica Simpson

“As far as it pertains to her [Jessica Simpson]. I think for any person who has celebrity to sort of drop rocks at somebody else’s feet like that — there’s things you should really just keep your mouths shut on. There’s things that should just be left alone.”

Billy Corgan on John Mayer‘s blabbermouth interview with Playboy, in which he called ex Simpson (a friend and rumored paramour of Corgan’s) “sexual napalm.” Keep reading »

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