For a while I really wasn't comfortable admitting my love for all things Jack Johnson: he was liked by far too many boy band loving 12-year-old soon to be Twilight obsessed pre-teen girls, he seemed to be to carefree to ever create an album of lasting importance, he sounded nothing like the other music I was listening to in 2005 and 2006, and if I went around touting his brilliant performance on the
Curious George soundtrack my peers probably would not stop questioning my sexuality anytime soon. But despite all the disadvantages to enjoying Johnson's music it was almost impossible not to enjoy his down to earth, atmospheric, free flowing, catchy, and almost all acoustic songs he did in the early 2000's. In retrospect, I wish I would have admitted my love for Johnson, ate some banana pancakes, and enjoyed the beach everyone of his early songs took me to.
