Quote by John Mayer

Maybe someday you can accuse somebody of being a poseur by selling out and playing blues music, but that's just not going to happen in my lifetime.


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The quote suggests that the concept of calling someone a poseur by abandoning their artistic integrity and playing blues music solely for financial gain is unlikely to be relevant during the speaker's lifetime. They imply that blues music holds a genuine, respectable quality that cannot be easily exploited for profit or disingenuous motives.

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By John Mayer
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