Jittery White Guy Music

First of all, I simply cannot stand Jimmy Buffett. (I mean his music; from all indications, he was totally a stand-up guy.) The whole musical ethos, the steel drums, it all makes me want to tear out my (scant remaining) hair. And look, as someone who has attended dozens of Dead & Phish shows, I hate to besmirch an obsessive, insular fan-base, but parrotheads--sheesh! Also, back in law school, my upstairs neighbors would often come home drunk and crank up his records, so if I didn't already hate his music, that certainly sealed the deal. And while we're at it, can I just add that I once ate at a Margaritaville--it was mid-Covid, on a road trip stop-over in Vegas, and it was the only restaurant on the Strip with outdoor seating--and it was one of the worst dining experiences of my life. Ironically, the most offensively awful margarita I've ever had (tasted like dish soap and lime), and a truly terrible cheeseburger (ironically, another Buffett track). Plus, of course, the...