The St. Louis Post-Dispatch has a review of Thursday’s show:
In many ways, Jimmy Buffett’s show Thursday night was typical, from the costumed, party-primed, Parrothead crowd to Buffett’s spirited performance of must-play favorites to the contributions of his magnificent, veteran Coral Reefer Band.
But something has happened in the eight years since the mayor of “Margaritaville” — now, unbelievably, 61 years old — last played St. Louis: He seems to have reconnected with the romantic core of his music.
In all, the singer-songwriter, whose career is pushing 40 years, delivered a generous 27-song set over two hours and 40 minutes. It spanned his major-label recording career, from 1973’s comically randy “Why Don’t We Get Drunk” (featuring a cute bit with the sign-language interpreter) and 1974’s bittersweet “Come Monday” to the new “We’re Still Here” (“I didn’t do it for the fame or the fortune/ It was all about the girls”).
It’s also about the music, thanks to the Coral Reefer Band, which is anchored by former St. Louisans Peter Mayer on guitar, brother Jim Mayer on bass and Roger Guth on drums. The band, 11 strong, brought Buffett’s music alive. Every player had a moment or two, from Peter Mayer’s stinging guitar solos and John Lovell’s trumpet runs, to Nadirah Shakoor’s vocals and the entwined playing of pianist Michael Utley and steel drummer Robert Greenidge.
But the best musical moment was supplied by a guest, ukelele wizard Jake Shimabukuro. Accompanied by Greenidge, Shimabukuro mesmerized the crowd with an instrumental take on George Harrison’s “While My Guitar Gently Weeps.”