♫ Jason Mraz
♫ Mr. A-Z
Methinks most people will remember that "The Remedy" by Jason Mraz was one of 2003's most rampant summer pop singles in just about every retail clothing store they shopped in for more than ten minutes. I wanted so badly to hate the song with every fiber of my being, but there would be those days I'd be working a morbid 4-hour shift at the local GUESS? Jeans factory outlet where I just simply couldn't resist the sheer catchiness of the song. The motherfucker was pretty proficient at writing an infectious headworm.
It also didn't help that he demonstrated tolerable syncopated lyrical prowess on some other tunes off of his not-so-clever-at-all titled debut, Waiting for My Rocket to Come. Nor was he a bad guitarist. And he may have had an unmistakable boy band-esque delivery, yeah, but it was unique. Sort of.
Enter Mraz's ridiculously narcissistic sophomore set, Mr. A-Z. …