{"id":38222,"date":"2005-01-17T00:00:00","date_gmt":"2005-01-17T00:00:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/heavier-things-2\/"},"modified":"2005-01-17T00:00:00","modified_gmt":"2005-01-17T00:00:00","slug":"heavier-things-2","status":"publish","type":"review","link":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/reviews\/heavier-things-2\/","title":{"rendered":"Heavier Things"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Two years ago in this space,<br \/>\n<a href=\"2003_02_24-jw.html\">I dogged John Mayer<\/a>. I gave his<br \/>\noh-so-popular debut disc<br \/>\n<i>Room For Squares<\/i> a &#8220;C&#8221; and criticized what I saw as the<br \/>\nover-arrangement, over-production and general pop-ification of an<br \/>\notherwise pretty decent set of acoustic singer-songwriter<br \/>\nmaterial.<\/p>\n<p>You can thus imagine my reaction when his follow-up disc,<br \/>\n<i>Heavier Things<\/i>, moved his sound even farther in the<br \/>\ndirection of mainstream electric pop-rock. I wrote him off and<br \/>\nmoved on to new prospects.<\/p>\n<p>Flash forward a year and suddenly &#8220;Daughters&#8221; (&#8220;Fathers be good<br \/>\nto your daughters \/ Daughters will love like you do&#8221;) is all over<br \/>\nthe radio. A marvelously perceptive, nuanced and altogether<br \/>\nbeautiful acoustic cut off of\u2026<br \/>\n<i>Heavier Things<\/i>. I listened to and admired the song for a<br \/>\ngood three months before finally shaking my head, shrugging my<br \/>\nshoulders and giving in. (Blame it on Costco, and my perpetual<br \/>\nweakness for reasonably priced music.)<\/p>\n<p>And now I am here to sit down to a large meal. You &#8212; yeah, you<br \/>\n&#8212; c&#8217;mon, you know you want to\u2026 pass me that big ol&#8217; plate<br \/>\nof crow.<\/p>\n<p>Because this is a really good album. Not just a passable effort,<br \/>\nnot just a better-than-I&#8217;d-hoped-for pleasant surprise. A<br \/>\n<i>really<\/i> good album, rich with some of the more emotionally<br \/>\nastute and lovingly crafted singer-songwriter material I&#8217;ve heard<br \/>\nin the past couple of years. No, it isn&#8217;t James Taylor, but John<br \/>\nMayer isn&#8217;t trying to be JT &#8212; or sometime-sound-alike Dave<br \/>\nMatthews, for that matter &#8212; anymore. He seems content now to<br \/>\nsimply try to be the best John Mayer he can be, and the results,<br \/>\nI&#8217;ve gotta say, are pretty damned impressive.<\/p>\n<p>Highlights include: the post-Motown call-and-answer vocals on<br \/>\nthe outro to the clever &#8220;Something&#8217;s Missing&#8221; (&#8220;check&#8221;), the<br \/>\nringing electric riff that starts &#8220;New Deep,&#8221; the dynamic<br \/>\narrangement of &#8220;Bigger Than My Body,&#8221; and the dead-on lyric of the<br \/>\ntrue-to-life insecurity cure &#8220;Only Heart.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>Even more than the varied and entertaining arrangements, though,<br \/>\nwhat makes this album is Mayer&#8217;s rapidly maturing gift for<br \/>\nstorytelling. The way he deftly sets the scene while narrating a<br \/>\nlovers&#8217; tiff on &#8220;Come Back To Bed.&#8221; The perceptive self-exam he<br \/>\nadministers on the introspective &#8220;Home Life.&#8221; And maybe most of<br \/>\nall, everything about the lyric and delivery of the wistful, wise<br \/>\nand just plain wonderful closer &#8220;Wheel.&#8221; This &#8212; says Mr Reviewer,<br \/>\nopening his mouth for another big black-feathered bite &#8212; is<br \/>\nterrific stuff.<\/p>\n<p>On<br \/>\n<i>Room For Squares<\/i> the songs often felt to me like overdressed<br \/>\nacoustic numbers yearning to be stripped back down to their<br \/>\nessence. On<br \/>\n<i>Heavier Things<\/i>, the fuller, mostly electric arrangements<br \/>\nfeel organic, even when strings or synths are occasionally added to<br \/>\nthe mix. Even more importantly, Mayer carries the day with a breezy<br \/>\nconfidence and natural charm that is absolutely winning in the<br \/>\ncontext of songs as full of thoughtfully delivered emotional truths<br \/>\nas these.<\/p>\n<p>Crow never tasted so good. My hat&#8217;s off to ya, John.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12,"featured_media":26543,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","template":"","meta":{"_acf_changed":false,"footnotes":""},"artist":[6814],"rating":[5613],"class_list":["post-38222","review","type-review","status-publish","has-post-thumbnail","artist-john-mayer","rating-rating-a-minus"],"acf":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/38222","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/review"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=38222"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/review\/38222\/revisions"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/26543"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=38222"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"artist","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/artist?post=38222"},{"taxonomy":"rating","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/dailyvault.adishjain.in\/index.php\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/rating?post=38222"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}