Sue me. I LOOOOVED Jason Mraz.
In my defense, and so I sound like every indie kid out there, “I liked him before he got big.” There, I said it, and it felt good. (I know Jason isn’t indie, I know!)
My high school friends and I would go and watch Jason Mraz in coffee shops in Pacific Beach back in the day. We would squeal, we would sigh. He was the sexiest little thing we had ever seen. Oh and witty. So witty.
And don’t think he didn’t make eyes at me. He did. I saw him. I looked good in my low-cut olive green shirt, bleach blonde California hair and sexy librarian glasses. Damn good.
I fell in love with the humble, folksy Jason strumming his guitar accompanied by Toca on the bongos. But when the album came out, I wasn’t crazy about the poppy Jason with a full “rock” band.
But that doesn’t mean that when Jason got “big” and I had a chance to go to a concert being filmed for television, that I passed it up.
Hell no! My sister, Andrea, and I were all over that. Oh and John Garlock too. John loved Jason just as much as Andrea and I. That’s why we all got tickets to the Pepsi Smash concert in L.A. Which also featured performances by Maroon 5, STAIND, and Mya.
Andrea and I got pulled to the front and placed behind the bands. We looked like twins, so I think that helped. We could tell that we were probably getting lots of camera time, you know, being so close to the bands and all.
So fast forward about, mmmmm, 5 years, and last week I laughed to myself about that silly concert. THEN YESTERDAY!!! John Garlock sent this out of the blue.
Go to about 1:10 in the video and wait a sec.
YOU ARE WELCOME for the shoulder move.
So mock all you want, but I will never, no NEVER deny my love for Jason Mraz.