Tonight I learned to play Mr Curiosity and Plane. Needless to say, I was trying to sing all the Mraz-high notes with little success. (I'm so ashamed, I couldn't even plant the G) And my window was open. Turns out that my good friend Amy was able to hear me from a considerable distance away, meaning my other good friend Edith Mirrielees was also able to hear me. EMBARRASS! Next time I'll remember to shut the window. But on the bright side, I covered the emotional spectrum. Mr Curiosity sounds very happy, Plane sounds more dark. They're two quality songs to which I encourage my few readers to listen.