Counter attack

[Pierre A. Tedd]

From http://southofdisorder.blogspot.com/200 ... hcomb.html

Please your post responses at the above miscreant's blog. This guy deserves a full assault.

Sunday, December 9, 2007
Can the Bald Still Beachcomb?
It’s a shame how original concepts and ideas get diluted over time. How either the originator or the imitators turn a passion into a theme. Turning something creative into something laughable. That’s how I feel about the music of Jimmy Buffett, among other baby-boomer performers. Buffett was once a seaside poet. A beach bumpkin. A southern philosopher. Today he is just a character. Playing the same tired songs and producing new music that has the depth of a shallow grave. In fact, Buffett has only put out a few things worth listen to since I’ve had the ability to appreciate music. Maybe I want more for my money? I don’t want to buy something simply because it’s on sale. Without question, there are swarms of people that do. Swarms that put on their plastic props and their pseudo-tropical costumes and dig every song Buffett can muster. Is it a concert or a convention? It’s suppose to be entertainment. And entertainment is not art. At least, not always. And art is not always entertainment. I believe some people will never know the difference between the two. The same people that think McDonald’s sells cheeseburgers. It feels good to let loose, and Buffett’s shows certainly provide an arena for that. But letting loose and creating a faux view of paradise are two different things. I guess, I really became disagreeable with Buffett when I heard him hawk his Landshark lager as part of a song during a live performance. He didn’t add a new verse instead he added a sales pitch. Buffett isn’t an artist anymore. He is a salesman. Similar to several of the lame-ass baby-boomers of the world. Tryin’ to sell us their diluted things. Hoping we will invest in their plastic paradise. That seems to be the baby-boomer way--no substance. Resting on their laurels. Well, that’s not good enough for me. I’m not buying into the watered-down, middle-aged hacks’ bull. It’s time for the baby-boomers to take a back seat and rest their tired dissipation. We don’t need entertainment for the sake of entertainment. I’m tired of reruns. The same old is the same old no matter what box it’s in.

BR’s List of the Worst Jimmy Buffett Songs:
1. Reggabilly Hill
2. Conky Tonkin'
3. What If The Hokey-Pokey Is All It Really Is About?
4. I Will Play For Gumbo
5. Math Suks
6. The Handiest Frenchman in the Caribbean
7. Jamaica Mistaica
8. Mental Floss
9. Apocalypso
10.Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost

Posted by Bakin Rapscallion at 12:27 PM

[Migration Michelle]

This guy is a big fat loser not even worth a response.

[Lightning Bolt]

hey, I love Jimmy Buffett music and scene, but...
I found his rant similar to a lot of those I've read over the years here on BN
and, frankly, it just cracks me up

...and I agreed with about half of everything he wrote, including the songs

..except I love I Will Play For Gumbo and Jamaica Mistaka

[popcornjack]

I posted a reply, mostly because I like the sound of my own voice but I agree with Lightning Bolt. Ain't anything I haven't heard before, including here.

[trojan_sixtyone]

From http://southofdisorder.blogspot.com/200 ... hcomb.html

Please your post responses at the above miscreant's blog. This guy deserves a full assault.

Sunday, December 9, 2007
Can the Bald Still Beachcomb?
It’s a shame how original concepts and ideas get diluted over time. How either the originator or the imitators turn a passion into a theme. Turning something creative into something laughable. That’s how I feel about the music of Jimmy Buffett, among other baby-boomer performers. Buffett was once a seaside poet. A beach bumpkin. A southern philosopher. Today he is just a character. Playing the same tired songs and producing new music that has the depth of a shallow grave. In fact, Buffett has only put out a few things worth listen to since I’ve had the ability to appreciate music. Maybe I want more for my money? I don’t want to buy something simply because it’s on sale. Without question, there are swarms of people that do. Swarms that put on their plastic props and their pseudo-tropical costumes and dig every song Buffett can muster. Is it a concert or a convention? It’s suppose to be entertainment. And entertainment is not art. At least, not always. And art is not always entertainment. I believe some people will never know the difference between the two. The same people that think McDonald’s sells cheeseburgers. It feels good to let loose, and Buffett’s shows certainly provide an arena for that. But letting loose and creating a faux view of paradise are two different things. I guess, I really became disagreeable with Buffett when I heard him hawk his Landshark lager as part of a song during a live performance. He didn’t add a new verse instead he added a sales pitch. Buffett isn’t an artist anymore. He is a salesman. Similar to several of the lame-ass baby-boomers of the world. Tryin’ to sell us their diluted things. Hoping we will invest in their plastic paradise. That seems to be the baby-boomer way--no substance. Resting on their laurels. Well, that’s not good enough for me. I’m not buying into the watered-down, middle-aged hacks’ bull. It’s time for the baby-boomers to take a back seat and rest their tired dissipation. We don’t need entertainment for the sake of entertainment. I’m tired of reruns. The same old is the same old no matter what box it’s in.

BR’s List of the Worst Jimmy Buffett Songs:
1. Reggabilly Hill
2. Conky Tonkin'
3. What If The Hokey-Pokey Is All It Really Is About?
4. I Will Play For Gumbo
5. Math Suks
6. The Handiest Frenchman in the Caribbean
7. Jamaica Mistaica
8. Mental Floss
9. Apocalypso
10.Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost

Posted by Bakin Rapscallion at 12:27 PM

As much as I love JB, I have to agree with some of what the guy said. I was thinking earlier today: What would 1970-76 Jimmy think of 2007 Jimmy? I'm not sure they would like one another, but all the stuff that's happened in the 31 years in between was enough to ease the transition.

Jimmy doesn't write much of his own material anymore, that's no secret. He's corporatized everything he owns, which is counter to early Jimmy.

I think the bottom line is that Jimmy is no different than any one of us: he is great at some things, but drives each of us nuts in one way or another, about one thing or another. He ain't perfect, no matter how much we exalt him. Great performer? Yes. Great singer-songwriter? Yes. The savior of our civilization? No.

Let's not forget that while most of us worship the guy, he's still a person with everyday problems and warts. That's life. It's not sexy, but it's better than the alternative.

And I will add, without apology of any kind, that "Apocalypso" and "Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost" are two of my favorites.

[RinglingRingling]

From http://southofdisorder.blogspot.com/200 ... hcomb.html

Please your post responses at the above miscreant's blog. This guy deserves a full assault.

Sunday, December 9, 2007
Can the Bald Still Beachcomb?
It’s a shame how original concepts and ideas get diluted over time. How either the originator or the imitators turn a passion into a theme. Turning something creative into something laughable. That’s how I feel about the music of Jimmy Buffett, among other baby-boomer performers. Buffett was once a seaside poet. A beach bumpkin. A southern philosopher. Today he is just a character. Playing the same tired songs and producing new music that has the depth of a shallow grave. In fact, Buffett has only put out a few things worth listen to since I’ve had the ability to appreciate music. Maybe I want more for my money? I don’t want to buy something simply because it’s on sale. Without question, there are swarms of people that do. Swarms that put on their plastic props and their pseudo-tropical costumes and dig every song Buffett can muster. Is it a concert or a convention? It’s suppose to be entertainment. And entertainment is not art. At least, not always. And art is not always entertainment. I believe some people will never know the difference between the two. The same people that think McDonald’s sells cheeseburgers. It feels good to let loose, and Buffett’s shows certainly provide an arena for that. But letting loose and creating a faux view of paradise are two different things. I guess, I really became disagreeable with Buffett when I heard him hawk his Landshark lager as part of a song during a live performance. He didn’t add a new verse instead he added a sales pitch. Buffett isn’t an artist anymore. He is a salesman. Similar to several of the lame-ass baby-boomers of the world. Tryin’ to sell us their diluted things. Hoping we will invest in their plastic paradise. That seems to be the baby-boomer way--no substance. Resting on their laurels. Well, that’s not good enough for me. I’m not buying into the watered-down, middle-aged hacks’ bull. It’s time for the baby-boomers to take a back seat and rest their tired dissipation. We don’t need entertainment for the sake of entertainment. I’m tired of reruns. The same old is the same old no matter what box it’s in.

BR’s List of the Worst Jimmy Buffett Songs:
1. Reggabilly Hill
2. Conky Tonkin'
4. I Will Play For Gumbo
5. Math Suks
8. Mental Floss


Posted by Bakin Rapscallion at 12:27 PM

As much as I love JB, I have to agree with some of what the guy said. I was thinking earlier today: What would 1970-76 Jimmy think of 2007 Jimmy? I'm not sure they would like one another, but all the stuff that's happened in the 31 years in between was enough to ease the transition.

Jimmy doesn't write much of his own material anymore, that's no secret. He's corporatized everything he owns, which is counter to early Jimmy.

I think the bottom line is that Jimmy is no different than any one of us: he is great at some things, but drives each of us nuts in one way or another, about one thing or another. He ain't perfect, no matter how much we exalt him. Great performer? Yes. Great singer-songwriter? Yes. The savior of our civilization? No.

Let's not forget that while most of us worship the guy, he's still a person with everyday problems and warts. That's life. It's not sexy, but it's better than the alternative.

And I will add, without apology of any kind, that "Apocalypso" and "Vampires, Mummies and the Holy Ghost" are two of my favorites.

gotta agree too, there are a lot of times that stuff occurs that are "Jimmy's perogative", but they don't make a lot of sense and get passed off with a lame apology and/or mention in a video...

As for the list of songs: The ones left on it are ones I like.

[ccmatt]

More truth than fiction in this post.

[Skibo]

He said it better than I could have. I traveled for a different show this year. Missed the Buffett event less than I thought I would (didn't need to implement the contingency plan in Oct due to extreme withdrawal pains) I must not be a true fan. Thats ok, I still like the music. I'm still a fan. I'll make the trip for a show this year.

[12vmanRick]

he isn't completely wrong

[pleiades03]

I agree the guy makes some valid points but one thing about JB, he's never claimed to be an artist. He's always been happy to be known as an entertainer and never taken himself or what he does too seriously. And while the poster might not need "entertainment for the sake of entertainment," I have no problem with that. I belong to a Parrothead club because it's fun and I go to Buffett shows because they're fun. If I'm looking for art or culture, I'll go to a museum.

[LIPH]

I must have missed the memo that said I like Buffett so everybody else has to like Buffett.

[Skibo]

I must have missed the memo that said I like Buffett so everybody else has to like Buffett.

somebody must have spilled kool-aid on your memo, I got mine.

[bocanuts]

I have at agree with most of what he said, but that doesn't make me like the pre 1978 JB any less!

[Tampa Joe]

This is my first post here so I may not even be qualified to respond but I'll try. I never gave his music a second thought until my wife became interested about a year ago. Then a few months ago I bought two tickets on e-bay to the Nov 3rd show, her 50th birthday and his last show of the season. We flew down to Tampa and visited the Margaritaville cafe in Orlando where she spent several hundred dollars on Jimmy merchandise, had lunch in the Margaritaville cafe, had a conversation with JD the Sirius radio dj before driving to the fairgrounds for the concert. In short we were fully immersed and indoctrinated into the enormous money making machine that is Jimmy Buffett.
Then we arrived at the concert site, 4 hours before showtime, thinking we would be very early...as many of you know, trying to explain a Jimmy Buffett tailgate party without having ever been there is near impossible. But it is here that the true meaning of what his music is about becomes evident. We spent the next 3 hours meeting hundreds of people in various states of dress and undress with their portable tiki bars complete with beach sand transported in some cases hundreds of miles, purposely to help create this unique atmosphere of good times and good friends. We were hooked.
Jimmy Buffett will be the first to admit, and he did that very night, that he is as surprised as any of his detractors, as to the enormity and fealty of his following. You're left with the impression that this is a man who falls to his knee every night and thanks the man above for his unbelievable good fortune, and who takes none of it for granted. Maybe that above what most judge as mediocre talent, is what endears us most to him.

[docandjeanie]

This is my first post here so I may not even be qualified to respond but I'll try. I never gave his music a second thought until my wife became interested about a year ago. Then a few months ago I bought two tickets on e-bay to the Nov 3rd show, her 50th birthday and his last show of the season. We flew down to Tampa and visited the Margaritaville cafe in Orlando where she spent several hundred dollars on Jimmy merchandise, had lunch in the Margaritaville cafe, had a conversation with JD the Sirius radio dj before driving to the fairgrounds for the concert. In short we were fully immersed and indoctrinated into the enormous money making machine that is Jimmy Buffett.
Then we arrived at the concert site, 4 hours before showtime, thinking we would be very early...as many of you know, trying to explain a Jimmy Buffett tailgate party without having ever been there is near impossible. But it is here that the true meaning of what his music is about becomes evident. We spent the next 3 hours meeting hundreds of people in various states of dress and undress with their portable tiki bars complete with beach sand transported in some cases hundreds of miles, purposely to help create this unique atmosphere of good times and good friends. We were hooked.
Jimmy Buffett will be the first to admit, and he did that very night, that he is as surprised as any of his detractors, as to the enormity and fealty of his following. You're left with the impression that this is a man who falls to his knee every night and thanks the man above for his unbelievable good fortune, and who takes none of it for granted. Maybe that above what most judge as mediocre talent, is what endears us most to him.

Welcome Tampa Joe to BN. Good point.

I'm with Larry, don't know why everyone has to like him, we do and that is all that matters. You either get it or you don't!!!!

[Little Miss Magic's Mama]

This is my first post here so I may not even be qualified to respond but I'll try. I never gave his music a second thought until my wife became interested about a year ago. Then a few months ago I bought two tickets on e-bay to the Nov 3rd show, her 50th birthday and his last show of the season. We flew down to Tampa and visited the Margaritaville cafe in Orlando where she spent several hundred dollars on Jimmy merchandise, had lunch in the Margaritaville cafe, had a conversation with JD the Sirius radio dj before driving to the fairgrounds for the concert. In short we were fully immersed and indoctrinated into the enormous money making machine that is Jimmy Buffett.
Then we arrived at the concert site, 4 hours before showtime, thinking we would be very early...as many of you know, trying to explain a Jimmy Buffett tailgate party without having ever been there is near impossible. But it is here that the true meaning of what his music is about becomes evident. We spent the next 3 hours meeting hundreds of people in various states of dress and undress with their portable tiki bars complete with beach sand transported in some cases hundreds of miles, purposely to help create this unique atmosphere of good times and good friends. We were hooked.
Jimmy Buffett will be the first to admit, and he did that very night, that he is as surprised as any of his detractors, as to the enormity and fealty of his following. You're left with the impression that this is a man who falls to his knee every night and thanks the man above for his unbelievable good fortune, and who takes none of it for granted. Maybe that above what most judge as mediocre talent, is what endears us most to him.

Welcome Tampa Joe to BN. Good point.

I'm with Larry, don't know why everyone has to like him, we do and that is all that matters. You either get it or you don't!!!!

Gotta agree with this. I had a friend at a party on Sunday who made a point of telling me she just didn't like his music. I told her, "Good. I don't need any more competition for tickets." LOL!

[TropicalTroubador]

There's a very good reason why Heinz has 57 varieties and Baskin-Robbins has 31 flavors: Everybody likes something different. And that's okay.

Like other posters on this thread, I do feel that the blogger made a couple of valid points, and I agree with a few of his song choices. (but not all) He's chosen to take a rather obnoxious tone about it...but that's kinda how Web 2.0 seems to be going; it gives people license to be attention-grabbing a**holes. One need only look at the comments attached to any article on a major news site (I read sfgate.com, as it's local to me) to see the entire dark side of humanity represented.

For me, trop rock is about acknowledging that we do have this dark side, but that we can at least escape from it for a while, now and then. For me personally, it's also about seeing how far I can spread that Paradise in my own life and to the people around me, because we've always got that choice - do we buy into the anger and stress, or do we take a deep breath and "go coastal?"

So I won't be responding to Mr. Disagreeable, because I got better and more enjoyable things to do with my time. I wish him well, and hope that whatever bug he's got up his nethers decides to take a vacation real soon now.

And you pholks are more fun to hang with anyway.

[pleiades03]

He's chosen to take a rather obnoxious tone about it...but that's kinda how Web 2.0 seems to be going; it gives people license to be attention-grabbing a**holes. One need only look at the comments attached to any article on a major news site (I read sfgate.com, as it's local to me) to see the entire dark side of humanity represented.

Which is why I don't read blogs or posted comments to news articles. I'm a firm believer in the old adage, "If I want your opinion, I'll beat it out of you."

[allucaneatbuffett]

Well, that was an interesting bit of whining and complaining. But everybody has the right to give their opinion. While I could take my time to write my long drawn out opinion, I will just say this.

If you don't like JB. If you don't like his music any more. If you think the concerts aren't what they used to be. Well, STOP GOING AND STOP BUYING. More importantly, STOP TAKING TIME TO GET ON SITES LIKE THIS AND COMPLAIN. Just disown JB and your association with his "entertainment".

There are thousands of us that love the shows, the music, and the atmosphere. We don't really care to hear people like you whine and complain. Last time I checked this was "Buffett News" and this was a discussion forum, not "Bitc*ing News"...

Again, stop going, stop whining, and stop buying.

Happy Holidays.

[sonofabeach]

I don't give two monkey turds what this loser says.