Review: John Mayer’s Paradise Valley

People have been hating on Mayer in recent months. Including me. But let’s take a step back and think about what we are really doing when we criticize his work: we are assessing it based on what he has already released and what we’ve come to expect and like—a poppy, rock sound with good hooks, but most importantly, solid lyrics from the heart. Nothing too witty, just true.

Musically, Paradise Valley must be judged on its own merit. It’s different—as different as Born and Raised. Stylistically, I’d call it easy listening. Closer to Rod Stewart than Ed Sheeran. It’s not my first choice in style, but I could see myself chilling to this record, if the mood warranted it.
Lyrically, on first listen, I dare day this is a return to the thoughtful Mayer we all once loved. No repeating a single phrase for an entire chorus. He sounds genuine again. Not over-worked and striving to please.
When I listen to this, and John’s last album, I can’t help but think of the song Stop This Train and how it was really a foretelling of his emerging sound.
I suspect I’ll be streaming this album a lot when it drops. Thank you, Mr. Mayer, for coming back to us, even if your label’s marketing department failed you on designing your album cover.
Stream Paradise Valley for free this week on iTunes:

New Albums Out (Last Week)

This past week featured some pretty terrible new releases. If you’re looking for bad metal, you could listen to the new Black Sabbath. If you want late–to–the–party pop rock, you could listen to Goo Goo Dolls. But it wasn’t all bad. My favorite record of the week was easily Jason Isbell’s Southeastern.
Check it out here:
Another album for the week is Eleanor-approved Jimmy Eat World’s Damage. Nothing new, but fun summer music. I’m sure some high schooler who just got his license will deem this the best record of the summer. Check out the song Byebyelove:
Let me know what you think!