The good information is that lovers of Jimmy Buffett will discover lots to love in “Escape to Margaritaville,” 2017 musical now strolling at the First Interstate Center for the Arts. There are lots of preferred songs with the aid of the troubadour of the Caribbean.
“Margaritaville,” of course. And “Cheeseburger in Paradise.” There’s “Volcano,” “It’s Five O’Clock Somewhere” and “Why Don’t We Get Drunk.” That last one turned into an audience participation number as the crowd eagerly and loudly finished the road, “Why don’t we get under the influence of alcohol … AND SCREW!”
There are interior jokes aimed at the Parrotheads, although they aren’t subtle. I mean, one man wanders around searching out his lost shaker of salt. Still, judging with the aid of the enthusiastic reaction of the Hawaiian-shirted attendees, it changed into all a part of the laid-back island vibe for which Buffett is understood.
For the non-Parrotheads, “Escape to Margaritaville” is a different experience, one which’s on the whole nice in large part due to the fact the young and gifted solid makes it so. The venture of any jukebox musical is to offer something for the audience members who aren’t familiar with every track.
A display like “Jersey Boys,” about Frankie Valli and the Four Seasons, or “Beautiful” about Carole King, weaves the track into the display of approximately the performers’ exciting lives. So even if you’ve by no means listened to “Tapestry” or couldn’t hum “Walk Like a Man,” there’s enough story there to maintain audience hobby.
“Margaritaville” takes a unique direction. It doesn’t tell Jimmy Buffett’s story but one inspired by way of the stories he creates in his song. The result on Tuesday night changed into frothy and feather-light. A seashore bum singer-songwriter, Tully Mars, is placing out on the Margaritaville Resort, a rundown inn on an unnamed Caribbean island.
His existence includes singing his songs and wooing one vacationer after any other, thankfully saying goodbye to every female after her weeklong life is up. At his facet is his pal, Brick, a bartender who is kindhearted but no longer a good deal of a girls guy. Into their lives come two young ladies on a pre-wedding bachelorette getaway.
There’s Tammy, who’s engaged to Chadd. Chadd is a jerk who intentionally orders Tammy’s wedding to get dressed a size too small to inspire her to lose weight earlier than the marriage. He dictates her holiday food plan – carrot juice and sunflower seeds – and gave her an engagement tv in place of a ring.
Tammy’s buddy Rachel hates Chadd – all of us hate Chadd – and is glad to spend time together with her friend before her wedding ceremony day. But she additionally has an ulterior purpose: She wishes a soil pattern from the island’s volcano to with any luck assist her to create her massive concept: an effective electricity source from a potato.
The severe, workaholic Rachel meets the beach bum Tully, and you may guess in which that is main. Joining inside the frivolity is resident barfly J.D. And the resort’s proprietor, Marley.
For all of the cliches, there are a laugh and lovely moments. As Act I ends, Tully launches into an acoustic version of “Margaritaville.” Soon, a kettle drum chimes in, and the number swells too big manufacturing. There’s a faucet number regarding the ghosts of dead insurance marketers that is extraordinarily a laugh.
And there’s an adorable distillation of J.D.’s backstory in “He Went to Paris.” What in the end saves “Escape to Margaritaville” is that it is wholly without pretense. The show is precisely what it units out to be: an also extension of that laid-returned, tequila-soaked Jimmy Buffet lifestyle.
Name: Escape to Margaritaville Musical
Dates: Dec, 15 to Apr, 21 – 2021
Location: Dreyfoos Concert Hall, Florida