Jason will be in Las Vegas May 8-9, 2009 to open for Dave Matthews. I don’t think I’m going to make it to one of those shows, but that’s ok, because I had my own Mraz experience in Vegas this weekend.
I met up with my friend, Chris, who was making his first trip to the States. I imagine going from London to Vegas is about as weird as going from London to Mars, but he seemed to have a pretty good time. We saw Blue Man Group, we gambled a little, we drank more than a little, and we caught as many of the free attractions as possible.
At some point I was talking about all the small trips I made at the end of last year to visit friends and catch Mraz shows. His response was the typical, “Jason who?”
One of the Bellagio's Mraztified speakers.
But on day two, we were outside the Bellagio, having just watched the water fountains dance around to Celine Dion. (Not the best piece of music the Bellagio has. Honestly, that woman ruins everything.)
After the show finished we decided to head across the street to a couple of the casinos we hadn’t seen yet when over the speakers I heard, “Was it you who spoke the words…”
“That’s Jason Mraz!” I told Chris.
“Hmm? Oh, right.” Chris was not enthused, but smiled politely, as charming Englishmen are trained to do.
So Jason serenaded us down the street, cleaning all the Dion out of the air, until we crossed out of the Bellagio’s territory. It was a nice moment, with the sun shining and the skies all blue and hopeful and the guilt of my gambling losses the night before all but gone 🙂
I’m all about them words,