Move over Kenny G, 'cause the future of quasi-jazz and easy listening is here! His name? John Mayer!

Never in my life have I heard a more benign, edgeless, ordinary album. John Mayer will not amaze, inspire, nor make you think anything you haven't already before- when you were fifteen!

Between his chamber-poppy, quasi-jazz that belongs more on an easy listening station, than on top 40, to his Dave Matthews sounding voice, one wonders what was the point of this album.

It's so uninspiring and the sick part is most of is fans are fans of Dave Matthews who he seems to be mimicking at every opportunity. But where Dave at least brings something to the table, John should be exiled to the kiddy one. He's a one man N*Sync who writes his own music and plays an instrument- a BB Mak rolled into one if you will! A one man "bland".

With songs like "Neon" and "Your Body Is a Wonderland" one would question whether John has actually ever even been in a relationship or had sex! And songs like the popular opening track "No Such Thing" which boasts the line "I wanna run through the halls of my high school, I wanna scream at the top of my lungs, I just found out there's no such thing as a real world, just a lie you got to rise above"...need I say more?

So if you are a twenty something college girl who feels all weird inside cause gosh, you don't know if that uber cute boy in the Abercrombie & Fitch hat across the quad likes you; you know, the one with Greek letters on his shirt and the shell necklace? Well then you might enjoy this album, otherwise skip it and buy a Dave Matthews album, preferably "Crash".

Aware/Columbia Records