hahahahha I just wrote a review on his recent album:
Jason Mraz’s We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things is ironically titled. The only way you should listen to this album is if you steal it. In fact, even if you steal it, it would be more worthwhile using the disc as a roleplay in a ‘who does the best Xena impression spinny disc’ competition. I much preferred the name of his previous album: Waiting for My Rocket to Come, which I can only assume is about his impotence. In homage to our World Youth Gay friends, I would describe the genre of his albums as pilgrim pop-rock. It’s like Jack Johnson, but crap. It’s not even sex music, unless your idea of sex music is someone inserting a saxophone into your rectum and crooning about how there’s a “picture on his kitchen wall, like Jesus”.
Are there any redeeming qualities to the album? Certainly: the cover art looks good; like it was drawn by an eight year old. There is a saying in marketing: don’t overpromise. The album doesn’t overpromise as the music also sounds like it was written by an eight year old. I must admit I kind of liked Track 2 on the album: I’m Yours. Then I threw up a little (out of my penis). I realised that this violent reaction was a direct result of the lyrics. “You’ll find love, love, love”…”We’re one big happy family”… come on. Really. I have an emo reputation to keep. I can’t be seen listening to happy music about love and angels singing.
When ‘Live High’ came on I got excited. This guy is actually really cool, he’s like Bob Marley except smarter because he’s still alive: there must be some subtext to his lyrics! Then he ruined it for me by continuing with “Live mighty, live righteously”.
When listening to the album, some brilliance occasionally glimmered through. Then something monumental happened to ruin it every single time, 90% of the time.
As I like to quantify things, I am giving this album an AIDS out of 5. Wear an ear condom. Listen to it if you enjoy getting molested. Actually, I enjoy getting molested but still didn’t like it. Don’t listen to it at all.
