You Want Love, John Mayer?

I ventured into enemy territory on Thursday when, in the wake of a blustery snowstorm, I scored tickets to John Mayer's two-night stand at the world's greatest arena.

The singer/guitarist of the bluesy, pop catalog, made headlines again when his apparent lack of a filter in the face of recording devices led him to give Playboy mag one of the more glib celebrity interviews I've read in a while.

He went in on exes Jennifer Aniston and Jessica Simpson, deconstructed his porn addiction, and had this to say about black girl fans. Turns out John-John, 32, doesn't think a black woman's body is a wonderland:

PLAYBOY: Do black women throw themselves at you?

MAYER: I don’t think I open myself to it. My di*k is sort of like a white supremacist. I’ve got a Benetton heart and a f***in’ David Duke co*k. I’m going to start dating separately from my di*k.

PLAYBOY: Let’s put some names out there. Let’s get specific.

MAYER: I always thought Holly Robinson Peete was gorgeous. Every white dude loved Hilary from The Fresh Prince of Bel-Air. And Kerry Washington. She’s superhot, and she’s also white-girl crazy. Kerry Washington would break your heart like a white girl...

So with the Karyns (Parsons of 'FPoB') and Kerrys in mind, went to the concert sure I'd be sour. I won't even get into the racial politics in this space. But (good) music transcends.

Mayer's latest, "Battle Studies," is evolved and hearing his live rendition of its gems like "Assassin" and "Who Says" (the latter, aptly in New York City) was uplifting, literally; I was out of my seat.

He apologized yet again for being "an a**hole." Hard not to forgive - at least for the night.