There is nothing quite like it, when a song instantly takes me somewhere. Somewhere can be anywhere. Somewhere might be a memory, a distraction, a ‘gee wouldn’t that be neat’ feeling, a catalyst for change, or clarity about something or someone. 10 years of private piano lessons and 7 years of playing a clarinet in the school band did little to move the needle on my musical talent. But, pop culture music sent me packing. It was Southern Cross by Crosby, Stills, and Nash that actually got the needle to move. The needle moved me to Miami and in the path of Captain Chameleon (and Hurricane Andrew!). Captain Chameleon has a similar story- private violin lessons did little for him other than maybe entertain the notion of cutting off his own fingers so that he could be released from practice. But Jimmy Buffet songs are relevant and hold meaning for Captain Chameleon. Like the ice cream man who’s a hillbilly fan, a wino, and a farmer that knows the pain of his pick-up truck rusting- Capt. Chameleon knows the joys of the ocean. The Wino and I know remind me of Capt. Chameleon’s story of enjoying the ocean; on a 26 foot Columbia he set sail from Houston. Taking his time along the Gulf coast, he eventually sailed to the Bahamas and then back to the Florida Keys, where we met.
The Wino and I Know
The water maker for Seamore Pacific just arrived. A song isn’t coming to mind that offers any real inspiration for Monday’s project of installing our little oasis. On second thought, having ample amounts of clean water aboard and not dying of thirst does wonders to inspire me. I can do it. I can face our next romantic boat project without a song. Uh, oh. A song just came to mind…Boat Drinks by my hero Jimmy Buffet.