I wanna be like Jimmy...

My pal, Paula, sent me this link to The Smoking Gun. Apparently, it's Jimmy Buffett's Backstage Rider and, I gotta tell you, I'll never have it that good in my lifetime!

Here's the Corona beer distribution (Corona sends them 30 cases for each show):

2 CASES OF CORONAS ICED DOWN IN DRESSING ROOM "A"
2 CASES OF CORONITAS ICED DOWN IN DRESSING ROOM "A"
2 CASES OF NEGRO MODELO ICED DOWN IN DRESSING ROOM "A"
1 CASE PACK OF CORONITAS ICED DOWN IN DRESSING ROOM "B" (Jimmy's)
1 CASE OF CORONAS ICED DOWN IN DRESSING ROOM "C"
2 SIX PACKS OF CORONA EXTRA ICED DOWN FOR THE STAGE AT SHOW TIME
4 CASES OF CORONITAS MUST NOT BE ICED DOWN, AND MUST BE HELD IN CARTONS FOR THE BUSES
1 CASE OF THE CORONITAS NOT ICED, AND THE CARTONS MUST BE IN THE PRODUCTION OFFICE
1 CASE OF NEGRO MODELO NOT ICED DOWN AND THE CARTONS MUST BE IN THE PRODUCTION OFFICE
THE REMAINING CASES MUST BE HELD FOR HOSPITALITY

There are also specs for wine, Bud, Bud Light, local microbrews, Sierra Nevada and apparently, Jimmy is expected to be the first in line at the buffet.

At least he doesn't have them sorting out the ugly M&Ms.

When I'm rich and famous, I promise I won't be as picky. Here's my list:

12 Pack of Miller Lite, iced down (heck, it could even be in the fridge)
12 Pack of Diet Pepsi, iced down
2 Packages of Sweet Tarts (non-chewy)
1 Big-Ass Steak so rare it's still mooing
1 Side Salad with Creamy Garlic Dressing

See, not that bad. I would totally be a reasonable rich and famous type.

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Crime Dog said…
Last year, on the day after the Texas Stadium show, I went on a tour of the stadium and I.....naaah, never mind. It'll make a better blog story than a comment. Stay tuned!
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