Pittsburgh Post-Gazette has a review of Saturday’s show: “Jimmy Buffett talks to fans like old friends during Pittsburgh concert”
Buffett and his Coral Reefer Band’s “Son of a Son of a Sailor ’18” tour docked in Burgettstown Saturday, drawing a crowd that stretched from the gates at the pavilion to PA-18 around showtime. One fan in the sea of Hawaiian shirts wore a cardboard sign around her neck that read “BUFFETT VIRGIN.” For many other fans, Saturday was a return to Margaritaville. It certainly wasn’t their captain’s first time.
“I can tell, oh I can tell,” Mr. Buffett said to the crowd a few songs into his set. “We’re gonna have a B-I-G T-I-M-E.”
The crowd filed in slowly while opener Caroline Jones played a stripped-down set alongside only a box drum. Pulling mostly from her latest album, “Bare Feet,” released on Buffett’s Mailboat Records, Jones sounded much bigger than her band suggested. Coral Reefer Mac McAnally joined the singer for his song, “Down the Road,” before Jones closed with her own track, “Chasin’ Me.”
Buffett and his 11-member band kicked off their set with “Livingston Saturday Night,” naturally subbing “Pittsburgh” into the title on the final chorus. Transitions between songs were clean both in terms of stage banter and physical movement. Buffett doesn’t look his 71 years — tan and fit, he bounced around the stage with energy, hopping during his songs and quickly swapping guitars in between.
When he addressed the crowd, Buffett talked like he would with old friends who already know the punchlines to his inside jokes.
Buffett wears his heart on his sleeve. He likes strumming his guitar, he likes beaches, he likes boats and he likes bars. At some point during the show, he lost his flip-flops (later in his set he gifted them to a fan), and when the sun went down and Buffett took off his shades, he almost looked unnatural.