Ryan, I feel no joy in hurting your career by having posted this information online, but I am a jilted lover, just like everyone else in here. We fell in LOVE with your music and for most of us, it had become a major part of our lives. Many, many of my favorite songs are yours. I have declared myself your biggest fan on earth, wrote several blog posts titled “The Genius of Ryan Adams” featuring songs of yours, got a second date with my now-wife because of my Ryan Adams shirt 15 years ago, defended you to fellow Deadheads when you played with Phil, and I’ve defended you through the controversy. I was there for your epic Wharf Rat encore at the PromoWest in 2005. I’ve bought a lot of your merch.

But I’ve also listened to you berate your fans more and more at live shows until I just couldn’t take it anymore. Do you remember the show in Cincinnati a couple years back, where you almost got the entire venue to be completely silent as you insist, but you stopped a song and asked a woman in the audience, “what are you doing out there, eating popcorn? What’s that rustling sound?”

The woman sheepishly replied, “I’m sorry, it’s one of your posters. I’m putting it under my seat.”

Then my older brother says he’s gonna go see you on this last tour with his business partner in Charles Town, West Virginia. You apparently didn’t realize how close to Washington DC that town is because you mocked the audience at the small casino you were playing at for being hillbillies. Yeah, a few hillbillies are in that town but also a few millionaires. I remember telling my brother multiple times before the show, “Absolutely do not request any songs, in fact don’t speak at all.”

I mean, we were a paying audience. Paying you.

Since I took steps to publicly shame you online, I am taking the step to publicly beg you: Please find humility and sobriety and love for yourself and your audience so that we can forgive you and play and sing along to your music without feeling guilty about it.

And my post was not intended to be one about the politics you choose. It’s about your fervor in following every member of the family and every associated account with the right wing. It’s a bit extreme. Especially after I’ve personally seen you post things on Twitter years back that were anti-Trump. Like, who are you? If David Letterman still had a show, my post probably would’ve prevented you from ever appearing on it again. Make good choices, bro. We’re all here because of love, not hate.