Date: Fri 25-Aug-1995
Date: Fri 25-Aug-1995
Publication: Bee
Author: SHANNO
Illustration: C
Location: A-9
Quick Words:
Buffett-Summer-School-Concert
Full Text:
Concert Review-
Don't Chu-Know: Parrot Heads
Love Buffett's Summer School
By Shannon Hicks
HARTFORD - The only thing that can be said about Parrot Heads is that they are
always an interesting lot. After all, these are the people who would go into
hock to build bars in the back of their pick-up trucks, rig sails or giant
fins to the top of their vehicles, "dress like survivors of a mai tai factory
explosion" and dance around fields and parking lots for hours, cooking
cheeseburgers and maybe eating some fruit cakes, long before music starts
onstage... all for the sake of seeing their hero - Jimmy Buffett - in concert
for a few hours.
Parrot Heads understand each other and the silly things that go on in parking
lots hours before a Buffett gets underway. People who mistakenly find their
way into the midst of Parrot Head Madness may not always understand it,
however. Try to imagine the Hartford police officer's reaction when he was
called to the parking lot of BJ's Warehouse last Sunday afternoon, when store
managers asked him to evict the people who were sitting in the parking lot in
lawn chairs, with crepe paper and balloons everywhere, bedecked in bathing
suits and sipping margaritas. Or the thoughts that were going through the
heads of the organizers of a swap meet also underway Sunday afternoon, in the
parking area sandwiched between the Meadows parking lots. Parrot Heads to the
left, Parrot Heads to the right...
It had been five years since Jimmy Buffett had performed in Connecticut, but
last Sunday the King of Parrot Heads and all things summer returned with his
Domino College Tour `95, bringing with him the Coral Reefer Band (and an
amazing new talent on the Margaritaville Records label, Marshall Chapman, who
won herself some fans with her opening set) and his latest bag of tricks.
This summer's tour is in support of Buffett's 26th studio release, Barometer
Soup , released less than a month ago. New album or not, however, Buffett
continues to sell out every stop of his annual summer tours, and Connecticut
fans continued the tradition. Sunday's sellout was the first show to play to
full-house capacity at the Meadows Music Theatre during its first season in
operation.
Buffett took the stage Sunday night, emerging from between the pages of an
oversized Domino College Yearbook, wearing what has long been concert attire
for the world's richest Peter Pan: summer shirt, shorts, bare feet. For the
next two hours, he once again held his audience in the palm of his hand,
introducing "teachers" from Domino College (this year's tour is based on an
old Buffett tune of the same name) and spinning the yarns of stories his fans
love to hear: the songs Parrot Heads know word-for-word.
From his perch on stage, Buffett performed everything from days of old -
"Gypsies in the Palace," "A Pirate Looks at 40," "Come Monday," "Brown-Eyed
Girl," "Fins" (with Buffett donning an outrageous fin hat of his own), "One
Particular Harbor," and of course, "Margaritaville" - with the newer material
off Barometer Soup , including "Lage Nom Ai" and "Don't Chu-Know," which
followed "Volcano," another old song that Buffett admitted nearly mirrored
each other in syncopation.
For this tour, Gibson Guitars is sponsoring a contest at each of the 18 shows
of the tour. Before each concert begins, guitarists are invited to give a
demonstration of their talent in the lobby area (or in the case of the
Meadows, the outside grounds of the vendor area) for the chance to perform
onstage with Buffett during his classic, "Cheeseburger in Paradise." Winners
also receive an autographed Gibson guitar, and maybe even get to keep the
cheeseburger hat that comes from the shelves of one of Buffett's two
Margaritaville/Coconut Telegraph stores that's worn onstage when playing
"Cheeseburger."
Jimmy Buffett has had one "hit" in his life - most people don't even know
about "Come Monday," his semi-"hit" - and yet, with fans like the Parrot Heads
who turn up at every stop of his tour to keep him going, Buffett doesn't need
any awards to validate his penchant for fun. His fans, as he has said before,
are award enough.
It is impossible to explain to non-understanders the appeal of a man who sings
about living on islands, with palm trees and white sands, escaping from the
mainland to enjoy to peacefulness of the sea. Parrot Heads hear and
understand, and that's all that matters to them: the pursuit of a few hours of
happiness, and Jimmy Buffett. Sunday night at the Meadows, Connecticut fans
welcomed Buffett back to the state, Parrot Head-style.
