John Mayer may be the king of the confessional Twitter, but all his 140-character missives about spectacular bowel movements don’t measure up to the explosion of deeply personal details he reveals to Erik Hedegaard in the new issue of Rolling Stone, on sale at your local newsstands now. (Check out exclusive video from our cover shoot below.)
The 32-year-old singer-guitarist admits he prefers Continuum to his 2009 disc Battle Studies (“I know that I’m supposed to say that my newest is the best one. Bullshit,” he says), that he hasn’t stopped thinking about his split with ex-girlfriend Jennifer Aniston (“I’ve never really gotten over it. It was one of the worst times of my life”) and that his sex life has become an endless loop of new girls rejecting him in clubs (“Blowing me off is the new sucking me off!”).
Mayer’s in the midst of a massive 10-year record deal and enjoys the pleasures of late-night weed-and-video-game sessions, as well as his $20 million vintage watch collection, but what he truly wants, he tells Hedegaard, is to finally find a a female companion. But not just any girlfriend — Mayer is after “the Joshua Tree of vaginas.” “I’ll be happy when I close out this life-partner thing,” he says. “Think of how much mental capacity I’m using to meet the right person so I can stop giving a fuck about it.”
Grab the new issue for Mayer’s full advice for Tiger Woods (“I have masturbated myself out of serious problems in my life”) and more on his journey from bedroom guitar player to the most angst-ridden playboy in rock.
Also in this issue: Vampire Weekend talk Spencer Pratt and post-colonialism, Ringo Starr on his Liverpool memories, a fresh Q&A with Taylor Swift and a look at wild new pop star Ke$ha. Plus, Tim Dickinson on President Obama’s environmental policy and Osama’s son Omar on growing up bin Laden.