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Jimmy’s Note:Dedicated to the memory of my grandfather, Captain James Delaney Buffett, the better half of the captain and the kid whose picture appears in this album. Here I am at album four. There are still blue skies on the cover and a few more “character” lines around the eyes. Crustacean fascinations are now Havana Daydreams, and the white suit and the parakeet are still waiting for the future date when we really sail away to Martinique. There are now real Coral Reefers that have replaced the fictitious characters I used to employ. (Farewell Marvin Gardens and Company.) The band had its embryonic origin in a claustrophobic dressing room in Raleigh, North Carolina. Surrounded on three sides by appreciative but fanatic fans who wouldn’t let us out. I turned to Roger (the mono-Reefer then), and calmly screamed “I can’t do this shit much longer. If I don’t get a band, I’ll go crazy”. The band has come and is a welcome addition to “Coral Reefer Madness.” In all, I am happy with what I am doing, where I am living, and who I am loving. Tonight I’m Havana Daydreamin’, tomorrow who knows? – Jimmy Buffett, Key West, Florida. November 1975 Contributing Artists
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