A few years ago I wrote the post, Everything I Need To Know I Learned From Jimmy Buffett. He is one of the few singers I will pay to hear. I have over a dozen of his albums in my CD changer, have been to several Margaritaville restaurants, and have various Buffett T-shirts in my closet.
At 65 he continues to perform to sellout audiences year after year even though he hasn’t had a legitimate hit record for several decades. Here is a fact that might shock you: he is the third wealthiest male singer in the world, worth an estimated $400 million dollars, behind only Paul McCartney and Bono.
He has tapped into a fantasy world for those who want to abandon responsibility and predictability, but to do so in a safe and “appropriate way” for a few hours every now and then. With concert ticket prices close to those of Las Vegas shows, his appeal is to those who can afford to dream of tropical islands and margaritas all while paying a large mortgage and driving to the show in a new car. His image of a casual, happy beach bum has nothing to do with the reality of an extremely successful marketer of all things Jimmy.
No matter. His songs are upbeat, happy, and usually quite positive. He is a PG artist in an R-rated world. Recently I reread that post from 2011 and found several of the observations continue to resonate with me. To read the entire article click above, but if you are in a hurry here are a few of the lyrics and my thoughts:
“I wish lunch could last forever. Make the whole day one big afternoon.”
My schedule is mine. I understand the importance of being wholly invested in whatever I am doing at the moment. And, if that is a long meal with friends, so be it.
“Oh, yesterday’s on my shoulders so I can’t look back for too long. There’s just too much to see waiting in front of me. And I know I just can’t go wrong.”
Memories and the past are great, but sometimes they just hold me back. I am excited by what is ahead.
“Few have ever seen, most of them dream. I’ve got to stop wishin’ and got to fishin’.”
Too many folks dream their life away without doing what they really want to do. There comes a time to stop dreaming and a time to act.
The reason I dug back in the archives to find this particular post was a note from a good friend who sent me the lyrics to the latest Buffett song. She thought it would be a good fit for this blog, and right she was.
Entitled, The Oldest Surfer On The Beach, this song continues to promote one of Jimmy’s main messages: living in the present is the only way to go. Here is a sample of some of the lyrics:
There’s nothing that I wanna do
No place I’m trying to reach
Only time is now more precious to
The oldest surfer on the beach
The oldest surfer on the beach
I stopped searching for perfection
Many waves ago
What really matters is the here and now.
I may quibble a bit with the lines that there is “nothing I wanna do, No place I’m trying to reach.” Anyone who knows me or reads this blog knows I am not content to drift.
But, he has nailed my mindset with the lines,” only time is now more precious” and I stopped searching for perfection many waves ago. What really matters is the here and now.”
if you are in a Buffett kind of mood, take a trip to Margaritaville, too