We need more Fruitcakes

As I reported in an earlier blog post, one of my big events this summer happened this past Thursday, when I went Incommunicado (and for some reason I had to send a text message to tpgoddess telling her (someone that would appreciate it) that I was going incommunicado as I turned off my cell phone.

This is MY review, you can check buffett news for a more official version, with links to two reviews.

First of all, kudos to Spouse. I don’t know if you’ll believe this — but I, yours truly, ramblingmom, AM the people his parents warned him about. Yet he still married me and puts up with the Fruitcakes I want to go to concerts with.

Back in March we got tickets (the day they went on sale) for Thursday’s concert. And we waited and waited and waited, and eventually the day of the concert dawned.

Now, if I were going to put in an order for what kind of weather I’d want for an outdoor concert, I’d want it to be coolish — not cold but not hot. Certainly not humid, and no thunderstorms. I don’t think we could have had a more perfect day/night.

Having limited time (and money) we opted to pack a picnic to have in the parking lot of the concert. I don’t think we’d call it full fledged tailgating — as we weren’t there as early as the serious tailgaters, but at least we enjoyed some chicken, some cheese and crackers, and the required margaritas (I forgot the veggies — yet somehow life went on).

We went into the concert and got our (cheap, far away, and high up) seats. We were hanging and part way through the first set one of the people from the group behind us came and told them that there were good seats in another section. A song or two later Spouse and I were discussing whether or not to wander over and see what the other section was like when we heard a sudden really LOUD tumbling noise. I guess someone had pushed his neighbor down the stairway. The guy that had landed at the bottom of the stairs (next to Spouse) had gotten up and was looking at the top of the stands. I told Spouse “LEAVE NOW” Spouse started doing what most people do — and watching the actions and I repeated “LEAVE NOW” so we did. I reported to the nearest usher about the disturbance and went in the other direction. I’m not a big fan of drunks (so WHAT was I doing at a JIMMY BUFFETT concert??) but ANGRY drunks are to be avoided at all costs.

By the time I left my clothes smelled like a mix of cheap beer (somehow when the drunk tumbled down the stairs I got something spilled on me) (actually — bad beer, not really cheap because bad beer was $8 a glass – and we didn’t buy any) and cigarette smoke (even though smoking wasn’t allowed). My legs we a bit tired because even though we moved to different “seats” I rarely “sat” down during the concert. My voice was sore, and I knew I’d be wiped the next day.

In other words it was AWESOME!!!!!!!

Thursday July 24th, 2008

Hot Hot Hot

1 Hey Good Lookin’ (Jimmy solo acoustic)
2 Homemade Music
3 Tiki Bar is Open (with Sonny Landreth)
4 Fruitcakes
5 Miss You So Badly
6 It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere
7 Changes In Latitudes, Changes In Attitudes
8 Cheeseburger In Paradise
9 Come Monday (with the Beach Band)
10 Jamaica Mistaica
11 One Particular Harbour
12 Take Another Road
13 Brown Eyed Girl

Intermission

14 Skinny Woman (with Fingers Taylor and the Juke Joint Duo)
15 Sweet Home Chicago (with Fingers, the Duo, Mac and Sonny)
16 Scarlet Begonias
17 The City (Jimmy leads)
18 Son Of A Son Of A Sailor (with Fingers Taylor)
19 Volcano
20 Makin’ Music For Money (featuring Nadirah and Sonny)
21 School Boy Heart
22 A Pirate Looks At Forty (with Fingers Taylor)

Band Intros:
Tina Gullickson, Nadirah Shakoor, Ralph MacDonald, Peter Mayer, Doyle Grisham,
from Hendersonville TN, Mac McAnally, Fingers Taylor, Roger Guth, Jim Mayer,
Robert Greenidge, John Lovell, Sonny Landreth and Michael Utley

23 Far Side Of The World
24 Southern Cross
25 Margaritaville

First Encore:
26 Fins
Thanks to the Coral Reefer band and Lightnin Malcolm and Cedric Burnside, the Juke Joint Duo
27 We Are The People Our Parents Warned Us About

Second Encore
28 It’s a Big Old Goofy World (by John Prine)

Note:
Sweet Home Chicago was last played on 08-05-2006 at the Tweeter Center in Tinley Park, IL

Yeah — these outfits do match. A few years ago Chip’s school had a dinner dance/fundraiser with a Luau theme, as I had nothing appropriate to wear I bought us some Hawaiian wear. So it’s been sitting in the closet for a while and I figured I’d drag it out cause this was the PERFECT place to wear it.

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5 responses to “We need more Fruitcakes

  1. You’re a Parrothead!!! I have JB tickets for his show on 9/6, but have already sold 2 of the 4 I was allowed to buy, and am trying to sell the other 2 as well – no child care options! I also feel like I have mostly outgrown the tailgating experience, which was half the fun when I used to go pre-kids. Glad you had an awesome time – should I rethink my ticket sell decision and shell out HUGE money for a sitter?? The concert venue is over an hour away, and it’s always torture getting out of there after the show….

  2. Sounds like fun! And I have to admit… Mike and I have a matching Hawaiian shirt and dress too. We were in Hawaii on our way to a luau and it was HIS IDEA!

  3. There is a reason that my youngest is often referred to as a Fruitcake in my house 😉 I think that is still my most favorite of JB’s songs. Though Cheeseburger comes close since that was the first song we played in the car on the way home from the hospital after he was born.

  4. Are you sure that was cigarette smoke you smelled like afterward? 🙂 Glad you had a good time!

    Marcia

  5. So *NOW* I know how to get comments on a post — write about Jimmy Buffett. I didn’t realize how many closet parrotheads we had.

    ragtopday — I sent you a private email.

    katie – I’d LOVE to see a picture

    tpgoddess – I know if my parents were alive once the Internet happened, they probably would have warned me about you

    Marcia – yeah — I’m sure it was cigarette smoke. As my buddy Crem pointed out — if people were high (instead of drunk) they’d have been more mellow and people wouldn’t have gone tumbling down stairs.

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