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Jimmy Buffett's Anaheim Pond concert photos and prose, January, 2004.

 

 




Party at the Pond – The Tiki Bar Was Open in Anaheim!


The Phins were up all day and night, and this was just in the parking lot!

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PubClub arrived in style – aboard the Parrothead Party Bus.

The Tiki Time Tour made it's way to Anaheim on Saturday, January 24, 2004. and the tiki bars were open all over the parking lot beforehand to celebrate the occasion. Once again,the assembled Parrotheads proved that Jimmy Buffett concerts are The Single Greatest One-Day Party Event on the Planet.

"Come on in and open up your mind" is a line from the Tiki Bar song and that's precisely the way it was on a semi-sunny Saturday. Portable tiki bars were set up all around the main parking lot area reserved for motorhomes, a roulette wheel traded booze for boobs, an enterprising man with a can of whipped cream managed to convince several ladies to allow him to spray and lick, and there were plenty of chums with bottles of rum. And beer. And tequila. There was even a mobile tiki bar, a fully-functional thatched-roof concoction complete with bar stools that was pulled around by a golf cart.

And Jimmy Buffett music everywhere.

All this is somebody's fault, for sure. And who's to blame doesn't really matter. Because there's booze in the blenders and it renders the best tailgate scene anywhere.

Parrotheads may not know where to go when the volcano blows, but they sure know where to go when Jimmy plays. It's in the veins and thank goodness it remains.

People cruised around searching for songs and when they found them, stopped and tossed our their anchors and partied. They all had something tall and strong to drink becuase, of course, no matter the local time they know it's 5 o'clock somewhere. In all, there were about 5,000 restless natives in and around the couple of dozen tiki bars.

This was a rescheduled Southern California show, originally set for last September that was postponed by the unfortunate death of Jimmy's mother. Due to the change of seasons, a slight change in latitude was necessary from the traditional LA-area venue of outdoor Irvine Meadows with its vast parking lot to the indoor Arrowhead Pond.

The parking lot party was only about a third of that at Irivne Meadows and it didn't really get cranking until around 4:30, a good 90 minutes later than is the case at Irvine. But the frenzy was no less intense. One row was incredibly packed with people singing, dancing laughing, drinking and meeting fellow Parrotheads to the live "Tuesdays, Thursdays and Saturdays" CD. The land sharks were especially circling and swimming around during "Fins."


More busmates, dressed in grass skirts, Aloha shirts and straw and pirate hats.

The California crowd again proved to be among the best of any Buffett show. The prime partiers are generally professional and pretty, 20s to early 40 and are far more focused on the party than the songs (though it's the songs that provide the inspiration). Most of are pleasantly unattached. At least when they arrive. The atmosphere and ease of meeting people make this one of the best pickup places in the entire state. Let's just say that "Let's Get Drunk and Screw" is not just performed on stage by Buffett.


Shots at the Tiki Bar – a Buffett tailgate tradition.


Bad timing on our part: The blonde just flashed and her friend prepares to moon.


The mobile tiki bar made the rounds through the parking lot.

The walk from the RV lot to the arena could be measured in steps, not miles. With several entrances, there was no mob scene to get inside and security gave only a simple swipe with a metal-detecting wand and very generously allowed Parrotheads to enter with their large plastic drinking cups (which were mostly empty by that time anyway). There were ample concession stands – and selling great Canadian beer at that! – and plenty of restrooms. In short, it was overall much more pleasant than the headaches of Irvine. Our only complaint would be the ticket prices. The $130 seats didn't even get on the floor. Instead, they were in a second section about halfway back. Heck, for $130 we would expect to be in the band!

The venue itself was good. While it has no single giant parking lot which seems to be unique to Irvine, the Pond proved to be a happy host. The pre-concert fears about the conservative Anaheim Police Department not allowing any drinking turned out to be totally unfounded. They were quite friendly, wandered almost unnoticed through the crowd, cared only about glass bottles and even posed for photos (a few accepted nourishment from cheeseburgers offered by barbecuing tailgaters). Of course, the party-first, friendly-to-everyone demeanor of Parrotheads virtually eliminates any problems or incidents. So there was no need to stay one step ahead of these jailers.

The concert itself was pretty much the same as the other Tiki Time shows (and what can be heard on the live CDs recently released from a few of last summer's concerts). Jimmy wore his traditional shorts and t-shirt, bounced around the stage with the enthusiasm of a 20-year-old – after all, he may be growing older but certainly not up – joked around with the audience and the Coral Reefers were outstanding as always.

PubClub's day started at Sharkeez, an idyllic Manhattan Beach cantina with a thatched roof covering the bar. With margarita and yards of boat drinks on special, this was our pre-party landing spot for a couple of hourse until 50 of us piled on the Parrothead Party Bus, a PubClub tradition since we thought of it several years ago. For us, it's the only way to go to Jimmy Buffett.


Two of our busmates prove Buffett appeals to beautiful babes.


We just loved the bar stools on the mobile tiki bar.


This was a mini-tiki bar, complete with it's own beach.


After the sun set, the tailgaiting got into high gear.


Inside the hospitable Pond, the party continued strong.


Jimmy and the Coral Reefers on stage and Fins to the Left, as seen from our $130 seats.

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