My guitar and music hero since I was about 15. And tonight, I finally got to see him live.
Jason Mraz has been one of those artists whose music has stayed with me over the years. I grew up listening to him, and honestly, I think what drew me to his music in the first place was the genre itself. That blend of acoustic guitar, soulful vocals, jazzy little melodies, and the way his songs just feel. It’s the kind of music I could listen to over and over without getting tired of it.
And after all these years, I still love it just as much.
Tonight was a pretty chill night. We were mostly just sitting and enjoying the show, taking it all in. There was no need for anything extravagant. I was just happy to be there, listening to a musician whose work I’ve admired for nearly two decades.
He is so talented. my goshhhh. His voice sounded incredible, and there’s something about hearing an artist sing live and realizing just how much heart they put into their music. He wasn’t just singing the songs. You could feel that he meant them. Anddd he was dancing too. He looked like he was having fun with his band.
I think that’s what I appreciated most about tonight. Getting to sit there and listen to someone whose music I’ve loved since I was a kid, and hearing him sound so good after all these years.
One of my favorite songs from tonight is Quiet. I love the way he sings it. There’s something about his voice and the way the song unfolds that gets me. It’s the kind of song that reminds me why I fell in love with his music in the first place.
And I got to share this night with A.
What’s especially sweet about that is that we both loved Jason Mraz long before we knew each other. Somewhere out there, in our separate lives, we were listening to the same music without knowing we’d eventually meet. We had this little piece of musical history in common before we even became part of each other’s stories.
I love that.
There’s something nice about discovering that the person you’re with has loved the same music you have, independently of you. We each have our own memories attached to these songs, and now we get to add a shared one.
I made a Spotify playlist after the concert, partly because I wanted to keep the feeling going. I know I’ll listen to it again and remember tonight. Maybe I’ll put it on while working, driving, or doing absolutely nothing in particular. And every now and then, I’ll remember that we got to hear these songs live together.
It’s funny how music stays with you. You can be 15 when you first discover an artist, and then one day, nearly 20 years later, you’re sitting in an audience listening to him sing those songs in person.
The music is still the same, but you’ve lived an entire life in between.
And now there’s another memory attached to it.
My 15-year-old self would be pretty happy about that.
Oh dear, here we are.