who's really on fire?

so john mayer is lapping up the praise like he wrote the songs. two of my all time favourites, i'm on fire by bruce springsteen and free fallin' by tom petty have been covered by the young man. fine renditions, no doubt. good variation, soulful (fine!) vocals nice tempo waghaira waghaira... but please! please! and i cannot put this in simpler words, you are not a patch on my heroes! so when rj frootie or whoever the hell says 'here is john mayer with i'm on fire, which i think, is even better than the original by springsteen' i want reach into the radio and somehow convince her to swallow the microphone she is blaspheming into.
I have seen the way sprinsteen contorts his face, almost in agony, to carry a note. the way he howls during each performance. the countdown before each song. the energy. hence, the fitting name... boss.
Once springsteen was playing the harmonica in a live performance and he kept stomping his foot. He stomped it so hard, over and over again that in due course a pitcher full of water (for the boss's hydration, ofcourse) resting on a nearby table tipped over and fell to the floor. shattered. the boss, unphased just went on playing. Why? Because he's all about the music. Nothing else. If you've heard the original 'i'm on fire' you'll know what i'm talking about.
Free Fallin' ost Jerry Mcguire plays in the movie at a point when the protagonist knee deep in anxiety and tension, finally gets his big break. He tunes the radio back and forth until he reaches a song that sings to his heart. He smiles, drums the steering, sings along.
So a word of caution to the mayor of music :D. sing. you are good. If there was anyone in this day and age that i would trust with my music it would be you... but... be careful bruv... tread softly... for you tread on my dreams, bitch.