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Produced by Russell Kunkel for MCA Records The Coral Reefer Band - Jimmy Buffett - Guitar & Vocals Michael Utley - Keyboards Greg "Fingers" Taylor - Harmonica Robert Greenidge - Steel Drums & Percussion Roger Guth - Drums Peter Mayer - Guitar, Vocals Jim Mayer - Bass, Vocals Amy Lee - Saxophone Johnny Padilla - Saxophone John Lovell - Trumpet Angel Quinones - Congas, Percussion Michael Tschudin - Keyboards, Mallet Kat Claudia Cummings - Vocals Nicky Yarling - Violin, Vocals Mary Harris - Vocals Mac McAnally - Guitar, Vocals G.E. Smith - Guitar Nicolette Larson - Vocals Recorded by Rob Eaton at Compass Point Studios, Nassau, Bahamas Assistant Engineer - Oswald "Da Wizard" Bowe Mixed by Rob Eaton at New River Studios, Ft.Lauderdale, Fl Mastered by Ten Jensen at Sterling Sound, New York, NY Arranged By Jimmy Buffett and The Coral Reefer Band Horn Arrangements by Amy Lee Vocal Arrangements by Mary Harris and Peter Mayer Additional Arrangements by G.E. Smith and Jimmy Buffett on "She’s Got You", C.J. Vanston/Russell Kunkel on "Sunny Afternoon" Technicians - J.L. Jamison and Paul Linford Production Coordination - Charlie Fernandez Production Assistant - Laura Grover Photography - Elizabeth Zeschin Photography Assistant - Peter Crory Art Direction - Virginia Team Design - Jerry Joyner and Chris Ferrara Production Coordination - Nina Avramides, Shellie Erwin and Libby Joiner Jimmy’s Notes - When I look back on the causes and effects that have brought me to this stage in my life, I do believe I have kept my guardian angels quite busy. I say angels, because I feel that with the lifestyle I have chosen, more help is required and they have been quite good at providing me with the right kind of help at the right time. Gamble Rogers was the right kind of help. I vividly remember the days I spent traversing the folk club circuit in the Southeast, roaring down two lane black top road with Gamble at the wheel of his black fastback Mustang listening to the glass packs ricocheting through the pines as he offered words of wisdom to an up and coming folk singer from the Gulf Coast. I would open shows for Gamble in places like The Hub Pub Club in Buoy’s Creek, North Carolina or the Tradewinds in St. Augustine or the Gaslight in Athens watching him weave the magic with just a guitar and a story. Gamble Rogers taught me how to move an audience with dialogue and delivery as much as with the music. I never tired of listening to him expound about the Maitland Turkey Farm Massacre or deliver a history lesson on the Seminole Chief, Osceola, as he sang a Will McClain song. I was the apprentice and he was the master. As we each continued down our respective paths, we saw less and less of each other, but stayed in touch as good friends do. When the Margaritaville Cafe opened its doors in Key West, it was Gamble whom I asked to initiate the stage and hopefully leave his mark there for others to follow. That week we shared many a good laugh recalling our days together and caught up on the years that were passing so quickly. He had settled into a quieter routine of teaching and doing festival around Florida. I was trying to hold down the fort of the troubadours that was being bombarded constantly by pop culture. I attribute a lot of my ability to remain true to my vision to Gamble Rogers and what he taught me. Many of his tricks of twenty years ago are the same ones I still use today. So, it was with shock and sadness that I read the account of Gambles’ death in St. Augustine last year. He died trying to save a man from drowning. Just like Gamble, always thinking of the other guy. So with love and respect, I dedicate this collection of song to the memory of James Gamble Rogers, a troubadour and a friend who has gone over to the other side where the guardian angels dwell and has in all likelihood, become one. - Jimmy Buffett - 16 March, Somewhere over the Gulf of Mexico
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