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Members: Jason Mraz

As biographies go, I should tell you about where and how I was raised in Mechanicsville, Virginia. I should tell you how I manifested my creative wild side while my parents were busy divorcing, working, and remarrying. I should explain the kinds of pop music I listened to, whether it was on the oldies stations or the same explosive jam stations that presented star-studded skate nights in my rural community rinks. It would be wise to mention a minor stint in musical theatre before picking up the guitar in those Big Apple college years, as well as discuss what eventually brought my C average up to an A when I found a voice to follow which eventually carried my heart and soul to the salty streets of San Diego. It's a good story really, but it's been told time and time again and I'm about tired of answering questions about the mischievous psychic in central park. It turns out he was really just a homeless guy asking for a dollar and I accidentally shook his hand and began an eternal trip down hallucination lane. Since then it seems I haven't been able to come down from the cosmic absurdity that surrounds my song and chance. What's most important to this bio is the understanding that at the end of the day, despite my whereabouts and disposition, I always did it my way.