LIVE REPORTGREEN STAGE7/28 SUN
Good vibes. Emblazoned in ten foot tall letters behind the band just in case you weren’t sure what Jason Mraz is all about. He’s about vibes, specifically the good kind.
In a dark suit with a popped collar, a suit which had been attacked by pastel colored paint rollers (a bit of blue on the cheek as well), Jason announced the end of the sunny day and the beginning of the drizzling night with Let’s See What the Night Can Do. Let’s hope it can’t do any more rain!
He and his band really embody the laid back, beachside vibe of his music- colorful clothes, expressive faces and messages of goodwill. Ambassadors of good vibes. It almost makes your teeth hurt they are so sweet.
Jason’s songs have a benignly infectious quality not many artists can compete with, the kind of music that fits in at a festival, at a party, in a commercial, in a grocery store. It is the kind of music that makes a baby smile while his mother claps his hands for him as she sings along. Universal appeal is rare.
He warmed up and loosened up and really let his character shine on tracks like the Jackson 5 infused Unlonely, bantering with the crowd and half-rapping in a cute and childish way. Rhyming homie and pepperoni, the kind of poetry anybody can enjoy
But really, he does know how to work a crowd. He got the Green Stage crowd doing some solid call and response work during I’m Yours. He is smarmy, but he is undeniably endearing.
He also has surprises up his sleeve. Does Jason Mraz seem like the kind of guy who would have a sitar and cajón based jam in the middle of his set? No, doesn’t. But does he do it? Yes, he does! While it seems like it may have come out of left field it actually lead surprisingly naturally into 93 Million Miles. Despite his off-the-cuff airs his set was well timed and nicely paced. Slower songs found comfortable places nestled between brighter ones, never letting the good vibes dim.
In the end his set felt a lot like a big old stick of cotton candy. Sweet, airy and colorful. The kind of thing nobody could really say they wouldn’t want at least a bite of, even if it isn’t really their confection of choice.