Saturday night I headed to Red Rocks for likely the last time this summer.  Months ago I bought a couple of great seats in the 6th row for Jason Mraz’s performance, and the date finally arrived this past weekend.  Besides a short festival set last summer, this was the first time I’ve seen him headline in years, dating all the way back to 2003.  Since the show was Mraz’s first time playing the legendary venue, I figured we were in for a special treat.  Unfortunately, the show was a big disappointment, at least for myself.

I’ll be honest and admit that I haven’t listened to much of his recent material, besides the songs that are on the radio.  From what I’ve heard of the latest disc, We Sing. We Dance. We Steal Things., it is better than 2005’s Mr. A-Z.  However, I don’t think either come anywhere close to being as good as his 2002 major label debut, Waiting for My Rocket to Come.  With that said, obviously I was not a fan of the Red Rocks show that included only one song from that debut release.  In addition there were only a small handful of songs that I recognized at all.

Some friends of ours were also in attendance, and they loved the show.  So obviously opinions are wide spread on the new material, but I received many messages from other friends around the country stating that they thought the same thing as I did when they attended other recent shows.  Again most of these people have been long time fans, and share the opinion that his music peaked many years ago back when we first started seeing him live.