I hate to admit this so bad, but if you had any illusions that I’m somehow not lame, it’s best we destroy those right now. I graduated college 10 years ago this month. At the time, I felt like John Mayer’s “No Such Thing” was written just for me. (Every time I hear even just the first few chords, I’m immediately 23 and sitting in the small backyard behind my college apartment with naive notion that I have the ability to kick life in the teeth.)
Mayer’s done little to impress me since. But here we are a decade after I sat out into the world and the song I can’t get enough one is another Mayer diddy. This one’s Shadow Days.
Make fun of me. I deserve it.