Looking forward to sharing with those less fortunate.  On a side note, lost my job yesterday and the only thing keeping me strong is replaying “War of my life” and remembering to fight.  Thank you.  Happy Holidays.

jhnmyr:

When you see a string of lights in some perfect sequence of colors,

or when you hear a Christmas song that makes you joyful and somber at the same time,

that’s the work of dozens of Holiday memories coming together.

That’s the collective memory of many Holidays’ past.

There are kids out there…

jhnmyr:

GPOYW - A Self Portrait of The Artist Three Days Before His Metaphoric Retirement

 And to which adult video does that DVD box belong to??

Last week in Los Angeles I participated in a live Q&A as part of an ASCAP expo on songwriting. When the topic of Twitter came up, I explained my waning interest in it being part of my daily life. By no means do I think it’s over as a medium altogether, but I do think that the days of “Twitter: The…

Ever since signing up for this, I’ve officially had “I’ll tumble for ya” stuck in my head, and now my boyfriend’s head as well, so thanks for that!  Ha!

That being said - I sincerely hope that you are still accepting new reblogs and are upholding the follow back strategy you first posted.  I think it’s genius. So, at the risk of this being wasted and not being read, I suppose I’ll still write it for my own benefit….  

I think tweeting is overrated.  I think it’s good for the occassional “giggle”, but as a whole, I must say I prefer reading your tumblr page by far.  140 characters or less is too limiting.  I buy your records and go to your shows not because of how funny your tweets are, or because of how “cute” your twit pics may be, but because of the way you speak to my soul.  I’ve been a “fan” since first hearing your music.  Then my boyfriend did me the pleasure of taking me to one of your concerts.  I’ll be honest with you.. while I liked the music and disregarded the medias criticism, I sort of had these preconceived notions of how my experience would be.. You’d talk too much and ramble about a bunch of shit in between playing some good songs.  In my head it would be a moderately enjoyable experience, worth the $100 ticket.  My boyfriend came with me for my benefit, not expecting to enjoy it much himself.  Neither of us could have been more wrong.  The show in Columbus, OH was so far beyond mind-blowing and anything we thought it might be that we immediately went home, checked the bank account, then headed to Louisville the next morning to catch it again.  At the risk of sounding completely crazy and over-the-top, it really was a life-changing experience.  I’ve re-listened to several songs I’ve “known” in the past and have “heard” them for the first time.  It was the first time I have gone to a concert and gotten those heeby-jeeby spine tingling sensations and really ‘FELT’ music.  Like I had eaten a handful of mushrooms and put on a CD, only without the mushrooms.  

The point to my rambling is that I appreciate reading your unlimited, uncensored tumblr posts so much more than tweets.  You open my heart, soul and mind and challenge people in a way that no other artist currently does, or has in a very long time.  I think people have an issue with you because they cannot handle blatant honesty.  They’d rather hide behind the facade and find ways to hate people that are real.  One of the words I see used to criticize you at times is “self aware” and that makes me laugh because I think “wow… how true.. we live in a world where being aware of one’s self is so frowned upon and judged.  Now - get some implants, spray tan, drink til you’re incoherent and bang some strangers, and you’ll surely end up on the cover of US Weekly”. 

Your shows are like a therapy session to me.  I find that anything I am going thru in life, you find a way to help thru it in your music.  So for that, John Mayer, I want to thank you.  Thank you for rambling.  Thank you for talking too much.  Thank you for blatant and unabashed honesty.  Thank you for going “too far” sometimes.  Thank you a million times over.  You’ve touched my life and spirit in a way I never thought was possible for an “artist” to do.  So, follow me or not - you’ve earned a fan for life in me.

Sincerely,

Carrie 

I’m tumbling for you!  Sincerely hoping you will still follow me back!  I know I’m a tad late :-(  What if I ask pretty please ? :-)  

Last week in Los Angeles I participated in a live Q&A as part of an ASCAP expo on songwriting. When the topic of Twitter came up, I explained my waning interest in it being part of my daily life. By no means do I think it’s over as a medium altogether, but I do think that the days of “Twitter: The Breakthrough” have passed, as has been and will continue to be the case for every online social network. It’s reached it’s cruising altitude, so to speak. Patterns and templates are emerging. The Twitter-bred syntax isn’t really doing it for me anymore.

And call me crazy, but I don’t think it’s the healthiest thing in the world to read scads of mentions/@replies and effectively open the floodgate of other people’s approval/disapproval. Finding out in 140 characters what a stranger has to say about you is like a mathematical equation without an established value of ‘x’. Who are you, stranger? What do you stand for? What do you like, and if it’s not me, then what does move you? What DO you look up to? Once I find that out, I’ll know how disappointed I should be.

This is where Tumblr comes in. It’s the future of social networking if your image of the future features intelligent discourse. I love reading other Tumblr users replies, because they’re thoughtful by virtue of the fact that if they’re not, they’ll bring the intellectual property value of their own blog down, and that’s a commodity on Tumblr.

This post is an experiment in itself. If you want to communicate with me, open a Tumblr account, follow me, repost my blog and then add to it. I’ll follow you back. Agree or disagree, lionize or demonize, but for God’s sake, be original. You’ll have all the room in the world to do it now.

Genius. 

jhnmyr:

carlmayer:

I’ve seen this many, many times.  It still makes me laugh.

I love Darth Vader as the moody, petulant type.

WWII Memorabilia, Absolutely awesome… Do yourself a favor and read “The Greatest Generation” by Tom Brokaw.  It truly was a Great Generation… Hug a WWII vet today!

jhnmyr:

The “Bigger” Pilot:

Original B-UHR IWC Observer’s Pilot Watch, made for the WWII Luftwaffe. These large watches (55mm!) contained high-quality pocket-watch movements for use in aircraft navigation. They were attached to the arm with long leather straps that fit around the outside of the flying clothing. Very few of these authentic watches were issued, with only a handful surviving WWII.

This was fucking awesome!  Stayed up late, a wreck at work all day - but it was totally worth it! 

jhnmyr:

Red Rocks, it’s about to go down!! Live broadcast at ustream.tv/johnmayer 8:45pm MT tonight.

jhnmyr:

nickholmes:

They see me Ritzin’.  They hatin’. 

(via peterfromtexas)

I find this seriously, seriously fuckin’ cool as my job is print marketing and I spend about 75% of my existence in the printing world.  I’ve always thought “geez, way to have the lamest job in the entire world”

My original plan in college - move to TN, go to Belmont and study music business management.  Life & random tragedies led me astray into just working to make ends meet and doing what was necessary.  Not to complain, it made me who I am today.  Instead of working in the bizz, I get my jollies by reading about the artists I respect so much (yourself, included).

You, my friend, made me feel like my job doesn’t suck total ass, if even just for a few minutes until I walk back in from lunch break.

jhnmyr:

Day off in Salt Lake City, UT… Milling around the Apple store, met a guy named Ben who said he had a print shop featuring old style letterpressing… his business card definitely lived up to the hype. He offered to show us around the shop and we obliged… Spent about 90 minutes looking at amazing paper stock as well as some beautiful old print machines that he had restored. Never one to walk away empty handed, I asked if we could all have a go at working on a simple project. Ben broke out the old letter press blocks and since our favorite show is Eastbound and Down we decided to make a print of our favorite tour exclamation made famous by BMW dealer Ashley Shaeffer, “WOOH!”

Everyone involved got a chance to turn the lever and produce at least one print. We didn’t expect to love the finished product as much as we do, but we do… limited edition of 13, maybe I’ll slip a few into the merchandise booth and split the profits with the guys so we can buy a case of beer and some new Wiffle balls.

Keep an eye out for some cool limited edition letterpress goodies coming in the next few months… And thanks to Ben Webster at The Mandate Press.

I’m Tumbling just for you!  I sincerely hope your offer is still good that you will follow me back :) 

Last week in Los Angeles I participated in a live Q&A as part of an ASCAP expo on songwriting. When the topic of Twitter came up, I explained my waning interest in it being part of my daily life. By no means do I think it’s over as a medium altogether, but I do think that the days of “Twitter: The..