Atlantic Records, 2012
Three and a half stars
Jason Mraz has been a presence in the pop music world since his
debut,
Waiting for My Rocket to Come, dropped back in 2003, but he
became an industry behemoth in 2009 when the gratingly catchy "I'm
Yours" took over the airwaves. To say that song overstayed its welcome
would be a vast understatement, and it's one of those pop hits that I
never, under any circumstances, want to hear again, but the rest of the
album that spawned it (
We Sing, We Dance, We Steal Things) was a
decent mix of Michael Jackson-esque pop and acoustic balladry, and I
still give some of those songs spins every once in awhile. Listening
through Mraz's catalog, it's clear that he has a diverse side to him
that most pop singer/songwriters don't attempt (his eclectic sophomore
album, 2005's
Mr. A-Z, hit everything from hip-hop to opera), but his
latest,
Love is a Four Letter Word doesn't breach a lot of new
territory. That's fine, since the 12 songs (13 if you count the hidden
track) here are easy, breezy summer-pop gems and since Mraz doesn't try
to blatantly rewrite any of his previous hits, but overall, this record
is a fairly straightforward one, offering just what most would expect
from Mraz, and not a whole lot more.
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It doesn't help a lot that
Love is a Four Letter Word kicks off
with its weakest track, the hippy-folk, Bob Marley-aping "Freedom
Song." It's pleasant enough, with horn sections added for extra effect,
but the chorus of back-up vocalists comes across as over-the-top, and
the song never rises above its cheesy, self-serious lyric. Things get
better quickly though, with a trio of surefire radio singles filling
slots 2-5. Best is "I Won't Give Up," which bears an ineffable hook and a
splendid, earnest vocal from Mraz (who I've always believed to be one
of the most technically gifted singers in the pop music world). The
other two - "Living in the Moment" and "The Woman I Love" - will be too
sugary for many, but those with a soft spot for well-crafted pop music
will find themselves whistling the melodies after a single listen. The
same goes for songs like "Frank D. Fixer" (despite clunky lyrics), or
album-highlight "93 Million Miles," a glorious slice of summer pop that
will probably make it onto countless mixtapes and playlists during the
upcoming season. The latter epitomizes the laid back, breezy nature of
this record, and while that's not necessarily a quality that's going to
lend
Love is a Four Letter Word much lasting value in the long run,
it's hard not to enjoy it for its immediacy.
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Then, three-quarters of the way through the record, Mraz makes a
sudden and jarring turn from summer-pop record into break-up album
territory. The transition doesn't quite work, mostly because the
intimate songs that close out the record, stuff like "Who's Thinking
About You Now" and "In Your Hands," sound like they would have felt
infinitely more at home on this record's predecessor than they do here.
Luckily the songs, especially the latter, are good enough to not
completely derail the album's flow (which up to this point is seamless),
and the closer, called "The World as I See It," is a sonic feast,
bursting with strings, vocal harmonies, bells, and electric guitar
accents that carry the album out in grand fashion. Mraz's voice, which
rises slowly out of the texture to nail a glory note at the song's
climax, before melting back into a final chorus, sounds immaculate.
"Coming Over," the hidden track, is nearly as good, with a
falsetto-laden vocal line and a driving drum rhythm combining to form an
irresistible nighttime atmosphere.
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There are a lot of good songs on
Love is a Four Letter Word,
and they make for an enjoyable and relaxing listen, but the album as a
whole never becomes more than the sum of its parts and that keeps it
from standing alongside the year's best pop releases. Mraz has never
sounded better, and he clearly knows how to write a memorable hook, but
his lyrics too often drift into trite territory, and the album never
quite decides what it wants to be. It's a solid collection, one that I
can see myself playing, in bits and pieces, a lot throughout this
summer, and one that will probably land somewhere with my slew of
honorable mentions at the end of the year, but probably not one I will
ever love. Mraz is a talented melodist, and an even better singer, and
his pop songs are fun, I just wish that he would shed his formulaic
format more often than he does. When he plays things a little bit
looser, like with the deep rhythmic groove of "5-6," or with a lot of
the stuff from
Mr. A-Z, he comes off as a lot more interesting than he
does on his radio hits. As is, Mraz sits in the middle of the
mainstream road, better than contemporaries like Jack Johnson and Gavin
DeGraw, but not ready to play in the ranks of John Mayer, Matt
Nathanson, or Mat Kearney. He certainly has the talent to get there, but
I think he's going to need to take a few more risks - or at very least,
write some better lyrics - before he can make the jump.
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