IN the February issue of Rolling Stone, John Mayer is quoted as saying that after that interview, he would have nothing more to say.
No more interviews.
He has been so beaten up by the media, taken out of context, and “gone through so much discomfort on a personal level, speaking my mind and telling the truth and being taken advantage of by the truth”.
That means my bucket list will never be empty. You know, that list you have of things you want to do in your life, achievements you want to make, goals you want to reach.
My bucket list is made up of people to interview.
Over the years, I have knocked plenty off my list. Liza Minnelli, Caroline O'Connor, Chelsea Gibb, Natalie Bassingthwaighte, Rove, Cameron Diaz ... the bucket has been getting emptier and emptier every week.
Only a few names are left in there and my goal is to start a new bucket list when I am 30, in another seven years.
John Mayer was one of the earliest entries into the bucket. When he released Your Body Is A Wonderland – one of the greatest songs ever written, in my opinion, he went in the bucket.
When it was announced that he was doing an Australian tour in April (stopping at the Brisbane Entertainment Centre on Friday, April 30), the email hadn't even finished downloading to my inbox before I had sent an email to the publicist with an interview request.
When I saw that publicist's name appear in my inbox again, my heart nearly skipped a beat as I looked to find a time and date for my interview.
“Request registered, but at this juncture, Mr Mayer isn't doing any,” came the reply.
I closed the window.
I hit send and receive, hoping the next email would say she was joking.
I opened the email again and checked I had read it right.
Sadly, the words remained the same.
Then his Rolling Stone interview came screaming back into my mind and I realised if he had almost turned down Rolling Stone, due to his dismay at the media, he was hardly about to grant me an interview. I went away and cried. I gnashed my teeth, I beat my breast, I glared at anyone who dared to come near me.
Then I logged on to Twitter.
John Mayer is a prolific Twitterer. He tweets regularly and, unlike most people, actually has interesting or funny tweets.
Then it dawned on me.
He might not want to do interviews anymore, but perhaps he would agree to a Twitter interview.
Questions and answers in no more than 140 characters. His three million-odd followers would be watching, so it would be quite a challenge to put anything out of context and, well, it's different, isn't it?
So this morning, I sent my first tweet to John Mayer, hoping to attract his attention and be offering a unique enough idea.
I'll be asking everyone I know to follow me on twitter (www.twitter.com/nathanaelcooper) and I'll be asking them to tweet John (http://twitter.com/johncmayer) as well, to see if maybe they can get his attention.
This may be the biggest fail of my career: he may never notice me merrily tweeting away in the hope he will grant me an interview. He may not be able to confine his answers to 140 characters.
But it is worth a shot.
I would love to hear your thoughts on this and I would love you to get on board and help me contact John. So drop me an email at firstname.lastname@example.org or follow me on Twitter by searching @nathanaelcooper.