1) Buy Jason Mraz’s new CD, “Love is a Four Letter Word.”
That’s it. It’s a very short list. Which means it’ll get accomplished. He’s my favorite. He should be yours, too.
Here’s his new song (which showcases a new look. I’ll call it the Hippy J.)
Here’s his PSA on marriage equality.
Here’s the very first Jason Mraz song I ever heard, which cemented the love.
Here’s the most beautiful love song you’ll hear today.
Here are his upcoming tour dates. Barring death, I’ll be at the Indy show. The past two times I saw him, someone in his band waved to me. (I’m not delusional, and I’m not kidding. Live music tends to make me forget where I am, close my eyes, and sing and dance along like a fool — enough so that I guess I stand out like the biggest fool in the crowd.) I’m hoping to get a third wave this time. Which means I need seats close enough for his sweat to land on me. It’s a dirty job.