Word: soundness
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Dates: during 1970-1979
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...diving voice drops at the end of a line and flattens out the splash. This is shrimpboat country rock all right, but it's all cluttered up with the latest radar and range-finders (like manager Irving Azoff, who flies the Eagles among others), automatic net-spreaders (the Margaritaville sound, over and over), and a string quartet on the fantail. Now it's a matter of watching the gulls wing it for the garbage...
...rasp'n'roll or the truckstop gut-wrench. But the Buffett derivation went the other way, toward the fringes. Lotta room out there on the fringes: Willie Nelson and Waylon "I Don't Think Hank Done It Thisaway" Jennings were there already, Texas, noses to the ground, developing a sound that relied on electric and accoustic and pedal steel guitars with less and less studio multitrack overdub gibberish and more roadband verisimilitude. Buffett, playing solo bars from New Orleans to Key West, Florida, poured chukka into his roadband sound: drunken-sailor crabby-cowbell filled-in reggae rhythms, compounded with clean...
...satires ("My Whole World Lies Waiting Behind Door Number Three"), love-into-lust songs ("Why Don't We Get Drunk and Screw"), and bitter-enders much bleaker than the usual tears-in-beers ("Sam Stone: There's A Hole in Daddy's Arm Where All the Money Goes"). The sound was a lot cleaner than the Nashville over-productions in the early '70s, but the revolution, the genre-busting, was in the lyrics...
...earthy blues are an appropriate final act for Paul's. His is the raucous, salty sound of good-time blues, the kind of blues an audience loves to react to by yelling "yea, allright" or "wooo" or "mmm-mmm." B.B.'s piercing guitar style might be a bit too much for the Mall's small room, however, and some members of the audience may find themselves yelling "ooo, my ears" during instrumental breaks...
...whose suggestive album covers haven't hurt his record sales a bit. If the security guard catches you in the stalls, however, you can mosey over to the Boston Garden to catch the Marshall Tucker Band. They are an excellent act, not that anyone can tell by the warped sound of the cavernous Garden...