Jimmy Buffett Gone Too Soon...

[Tight Lines]

Livin' my life like a song...

I don't know how many times I saw Buffett, but I'll never forget the memories made along the way, including the kid's first concert. I listened to his music from the time I could walk until today...his music traveled with me to Japan and France, Canada to Patagonia...road trips, ski trips, beach trips, work trips, it didn't matter...my friends traveled near and far to spend the weekend with me going to shows...

He was a magical person who brought together people from all walks of life for brief respites from the working world to enjoy his fun and chaotic shows. Anybody could be a Parrothead.

He was a wanderer, musician, author, entrepreneur, husband, father, pilot, and my favorite, a fly fisherman.

I read his books, and my favorite was A Pirate Looks at 50, a chronicle of Jimmy's 50th birthday summer.

I can still hear him describing firing up the Albatross, flying low over the beach in the never ending search for schooling tarpon or bonefish, stocked with cold beer and limes, Martin guitars, and Sage and Winston fly rods...the happiest man on earth...

He lived his life like a song...and somewhere out there he is looking for the ultimate sunset, avoiding customs, and sitting in his one particular harbor...

The world lost a special human...

 

[Jeepnfish]

Very sad. His song Life is a Tire Swing reminds me of my young summers.

 

[Tight Lines]

Squalls out on the gulf stream
Big storms coming soon
I passed out in my hammock
God, I slept way past noon
Stood up and tried to focus
I hoped I wouldn't have to look far
I knew I could use a Bloody Mary
So I stumbled next door to the bar

And now I must confess
I could use some rest
I can't run at this pace very long
Yes, it's quite insane
I think it hurts my brain
But it cleans me out and then I can go on

There's something about this Sunday
It's a most peculiar gray
Strolling down the avenue
That's known as A1A
I was feeling tired, then I got inspired
And I knew that it wouldn't last long
So all alone I walked back home, sat on my beach
And then I made up this song

Well, the wind is blowin' harder now
Fifty knots of there abouts
There's white caps on the ocean
And I'm watching for water spouts
It's time to close the shutters
It's time to go inside
In a week I'll be in gay Paris;
That's a mighty long airplane ride

Yes, It cleans me out and then I can go on

 

[Big7]

He wasn't all that old.

What happened to him?

 

[Tight Lines]

He wasn't all that old.

What happened to him?

76, don't know...health declined in the last couple of years...

 

[Tight Lines]

The ice cream man he's a hillbilly fan
Got seventy-eights by Hank Snow
Walks down the street, shufflin' his feet
To a rhythm that only he knows

And I've seen him in so many places
I saw him the night I was born
In a Bourbon Street bar, I received my first scar
From an old man so tattered and torn

And the wino and I know the pain of street singin'
Like a door-to-door salesman knows the pains of bell ringin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song

Coffee is strong at the Cafe Du Monde
Donuts are too hot to touch
Just like a fool, when those sweet goodies cool
I eat 'til I eat way too much

'Cause I'm livin' on things that excite me
Be they pastry or lobster or love
I'm just tryin' to get by bein' quiet and shy
In a world full of pushin' and shove

And the wino and I know the pain of back bustin'
Like the farmer knows the pain of his pickup truck rustin'
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song

Sweet senorita won't you please come with me
Back to the island honey, back to the sea
Back to the only place that I want to be

And the wino and I know the joy of the ocean
Like a boy knows the joy of his milkshake in motion
Strange situation, wild occupation
Livin' my life like a song

Yes it's a strange situation, a wild occupation

Livin' my life like a song

 

[dwhee87]

Skin cancer, is what I read this afternoon.

 

[Tight Lines]

Skin cancer, is what I read this afternoon.

That's just too bad...

 

[Ruger#3]

If he didn’t catch the issues until a few weeks ago he was in big trouble. With melanoma he’s been sick quite a while. Very sad for him and family.

 

[Gator89]

He got 6 years bonus on his 3 score and 10. He will never be forgotten.

Come Monday was my favorite Buffet song.

 

[Tight Lines]

Jimmy Buffett, Roguish Bard of Island Escapism, Is Dead at 76

With songs like “Margaritaville” and “Cheeseburger in Paradise,” he became a folk hero to fans known as Parrot Heads. He also became a millionaire hundreds of times over.

www.nytimes.com

 

[mrs. hornet22]

 

[Tight Lines]

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That's great!

 

[Balrog]

Good music, bad politics though.

 

[mrs. hornet22]

Good music, bad politics though.

Good music is good music. Politics does not matter. That's one thing I've never understood. It will never keep me from listening to good music.

 

[Tight Lines]

Good music, bad politics though.

Politics aside, and he never pushed his politics on his concert goers, the man built the life he wanted and earned a $1B along the way...he never met a stranger, and he was the ultimate fly fishing pirate...

 

[elfiii]

I drank frozen Margaritas this weekend just for him. I did not blow out a flip flop. Neither did I step on a pop top, cut my heel and have to cruise on back home.

I used to go see him at the Great Southeast Music Hall at Broadview Plaza back when it was just him and his guitar.

And in spite of his politics I'm mose def a Parrotthead.

 

[mrs. hornet22]

I drank frozen Margaritas this weekend just for him. I did not blow out a flip flop. Neither did I step on a pop top, cut my heel and have to cruise on back home.

I used to go see him at the Great Southeast Music Hall at Broadview Plaza back when it was just him and his guitar.

And in spite of his politics I'm mose def a Parrotthead.

Did you find your lost shaker of salt?

 

[elfiii]

Did you find your lost shaker of salt?

We started skipping the limes and salt after the first round but no, I haven't found it or the other 4 glass tumblers. Must have left all that in Margaritaville. There's the reason I need to go back there.

 

[campboy]

Politics, religion, skin color, hairstyles etc… none of these things will keep me from looking for the good in people, finding something in common with them, or loving them. I’m sick of the hatred in this world

Good music is good music. Politics does not matter. That's one thing I've never understood. It will never keep me from listening to good music.