#121 – Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More

#121 – Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More

-by Stacy Garwood-

November is here. The veil is thin. It’s time to share a song. What to do? What to feature? What to focus on? What song fits this time of year?

There is a song that has been softly humming to me for months, many months actually. It has softly insisted on grabbing my attention, but the time never seemed quite right. I am not sure if the time is right now, either, but I can ignore the whispered lyrics and the haunting melody no longer. And so, Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More gets its chance to shine.

“Nobody speaks to the Captain no more, Nobody talks about the war, Hey what the hell were we fighting for? Such a long, long time ago…”

Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More was released on JB’s 1986 album Floridays. Floridays was produced by Jimmy’s friend and Coral Reefer band member Michael Utley. It was mixed by Jay Rifkin, who is a noted to have been responsible for several movie sound tracks, such as Days of Thunder, Thelma & Louise, Backdraft and A League Of Their Own, and he received Academy Award Nominations for the film scores of Driving Miss Daisy, Rain Man and The Lion King. A rather good guy to have in the studio with you, and Jimmy always surrounded himself with good people.

Floridays is a great album. Floridays is also a great song, which I have also featured in this blog, but for me, the album grows stronger as time moves on. As I get older, I increasingly appreciate its beauty and strengths. So many lovely songs. And this one seems special, and in ways that I cannot even fully explain. It was written by a solo Jimmy, and it features a haunting saxophone, both in the lyrics and in the recording.

The song seems to vibrate with emotions like sadness, guilt, remorse, heartbreak, loneliness. Of not only feeling forgotten, but of actually being forgotten. It’s almost a contradiction to the sunny, smiling and still mustachioed Jimmy Buffett on the Floridays album cover. So, what is the song about?

Jimmy singing about Captain’s always brings to mind The Captain And The Kid, Jimmy’s tribute to his seafaring grandfather, and so part of me has always thought this song must be connected in someway to Jimmy in a personal manner. But the liner notes in the album perhaps give some clues to what inspired the song. The names mentioned are Gabriel Garcia Marquez, Allie Fox, and Phil Clark.

“He was a fugitive with a pseudonym, Lost his mind in a hurricane, Coconut upside his head, People said he’d be better dead, ‘Cause his glory days were gone, Sits on the shore with his saxophone and plays…”

Phil Clark stands out right away, as he was a notorious character in the Key West of Jimmy’s hay days in the southern tip of the keys. Phil Clark was not only a self-proclaimed pirate, but he also lived the life of a modern-day pirate as a smuggler of illegal goods, probably mostly weed and Cuban cigars, but who really knows. And does it even matter now? Jimmy has reported multiple times that Phil Clark was his inspiration for writing A Pirate Looks At Forty, and for that reason, I am thankful to Phil Clark for being a character that crossed Jimmy’s path.

Jimmy met Phil Clark at the Chart Room Bar in Key West on his arrival to the charming, quirky island. Phil Clark was said to have quite a presence, charismatic, commanding, and charming. One that captured not only Jimmy’s attention but has left notable memories for many people who called Key West home in the seventies and eighties.

Eventually Phil got busted, went to jail, and came out a shadow of his former self. He left Key West, lived under at least one alias and washed up on a San Francisco beach in the early eighties. It is reported that it took days to identify his remains. He lived and died like the pirate he professed to be, and his legend lives on in several of Jimmy’s songs. The waning of Phil Clark’s smuggling career and eventual death, perhaps tied to the concept of possible regrets and questionable choices can be heard in the lyrics of Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More. The timing of Phil Clarks death certainly could tie to the writing of this song. Beyond a doubt, Phil Clark left a lasting impression on Jimmy Buffett.

“In another place, in another time, he was a soldier in his prime, On the battlefield, makin’ history, Young men died for his destiny, And their widows came each day, ‘Til he was forced to run away from home…”

Gabriel Garcia Marquez was a name completely unfamiliar to me, although it quickly became apparent that I had heard of several novels that he had authored, such as One Hundred Years Of Solitude and Love In The Time Of Cholera. A famous author from Colombia, began his career as a journalist, instead of the law degree his father wanted for him, eventually he turned his writing interests toward fiction. He was affectionately known as Gabo across Latin America.

Garcia Marquez lived in Columbia during a time that is known as Le Violencia, and his articles, quite honest and forthright about the period of violence and the fear in the hearts of the peoples of Columbia, caused him to actually feel the need to leave Columbia for his safety. To cap his journalistic career, he authored a fourteen-article series about a Navy shipwreck that exposed the military’s involvement in smuggling. This ended up being the last writing he did while actively living in Columbia.

But his youth was filled with colorful life in Columbia, and he was heavily influenced by his grandfather, who was a retired Colonel. His grandfather influenced his ideas on history and government while his grandmother, influenced his ideas on spiritualism, superstition, ghosts, and magic. Both influences are laced into his writings, tying him to the genre of magical realism.

Garcia Marquez lived in many places across Europe and Latin America and traveled across the southern United States before settling in Mexico City, where he resided until his death in 2014. Garcia Marquez was awarded the Nobel Prize for Literature in 1982, honored for his culminative writings up to that point. He reported that he felt like his strongest work was a novella he wrote titled No One Writes To The Colonel, which included a short story of that same name. As an avid bibliophile, this was no doubt read by and then influenced Jimmy Buffett into his own writing, if only in the title of this song. The fact that Jimmy mentioned Garcia Marquez’ name in the credits for Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More certainly nods to influence and homage.

I admit that I have not read anything that Garcia Marquez has written, but his name is being added to my reading list, and the novella No One Writes To The Colonel seems like a good place to start.

“So he bought a town, but he sold the sea, Claimed a shallow victory, On an iron ship with a wooden crew, they hit the reef when the moon was new, now he cries himself to sleep, On a beach made of promises he meant to keep long ago…”

The third name mentioned in the album credits is Allie Fox. While there is a British singer and songwriter by the name of Allie Fox, another person that I had not heard of, and now am grateful that I have, Jimmy’s own song predates her career by more than a few years. She seems rather fabulous, and I am adding her to my playlists, but she is not tied to answers in my search for the meaning of Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More.

The other Allie Fox that my research led me to is not a real person, but a character in the novel The Mosquito Coast, by author Paul Theroux, which was released in 1981. In 1986, this story was adapted into a movie of the same name, starring Harrison Ford as the title character and River Phoenix as his son, Charlie. I watched this movie many years ago, as a teenager seeking all things River Phoenix. The story, from the point of view of Charlie, details the story of his father, a brilliant inventor, who moved his family to the Mosquito Coast of Honduras. It’s a complicated and shadowy tale, but I can see how the idea of leaving everything behind and starting your life all over again in a tropical paradise would appeal to Jimmy. This is a theme that has played out in multiple songs during Jimmy’s career. Yet, this song is melancholy, which fits the ending for Allie Fox, who tries to establish great things in his chosen area of Honduras, but eventually fails and flees, dragging his family further away from civilization, where he eventually is shot to death by a Reverand called Spellgood. The novel has recently been developed into a television series called The Mosquito Coast, and in the starring role of Allie Fox, is Justin Theroux, the nephew of the novel’s author, Paul Theroux. It is a small world.

“So the story goes, he was dressed to kill, When he jumped from the old mahogany mill, And the jungle beasts, they were heard to wail, As the saxophone still played the scale, For a man we never knew, Who looked like me and you long ago…”

This last verse talks of despair and bitter endings and hints that Jimmy probably seen a little of each and everyone of us in the song’s main character, or at least the potential conclusion any of us could face, depending on choices made.

So, it is an interesting trio that Jimmy seems to have dedicated his song to. Phil Clark, the closest thing to a real-life pirate that Jimmy connected to in his early days in the keys, exposing Jimmy into a lifestyle of freedom that happened to be tied to glorified vice, and who ended up fleeing Key West and dying under questionable circumstances after living under an alias for years. Gabriel Garcia Marquez, a Nobel prize-winning author who established a fictional idea of how life in a small village in Latin America feels, even though he had to flee that life for his own safety, yet during his travels, blessed the world vast collection of meaningful stories focused on themes of solitude and regret. And Allie Fox, a character with the greatest intention of helping himself, his family and many others, whose idealistic ideas and actions implode, and he ends up dead and forgotten in the jungles far away from where he was born.

Looking at these stories, the melancholy of Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More, suddenly makes sense. A song that no doubt was born of multiple influences, Jimmy ties into a poignant, if somewhat wistful and slightly somber masterpiece of a song.

And it really is a beautiful song, one that even if you don’t know what the meaning of song is, or what inspired its creation, is recognizably stellar in tone, melody, and lyrical quality. All of the things that Jimmy Buffett did so damn well.

“And now the monkeys and the iguanas, They listen to his song, Most un-creative audience, He plays to all night long…”

Trust me Jimmy, you might have moved on, but your legend, the music, stories, and the lyrics you have left behind are appreciated. We are still listening to your music and appreciating the lifestyle that you exhibited to so many people. Thank you, Jimmy!

“Nobody speaks to the Captain no more, no one is interested in settling old scores, Hey, what the hell were we fighting for? Such a long, long time ago…”

Stacy

Please enjoy Nobody Speaks To The Captain No More. I have included the link below. Enjoy!

1986 Studio Version:

The link is from Jimmy’s official YouTube channel, which I have no personal affiliation with.

Links that might be of interest:

https://www.allmusic.com/album/floridays-mw0000189377

https://fittinginadventure.com/key-wests-legendary-chart-room-bar

https://keysweekly.com/42/key-west-back-in-the-day-phil-clark-was-the-pirate-who-looked-at-40

https://brickmag.com/misunderstandings-surrounding-gabriel-garcia-marquez

https://www.theparisreview.org/blog/2024/03/07/ten-years-without-gabriel-garcia-marquez-an-oral-history

https://archive.nytimes.com/www.nytimes.com/books/00/06/18/specials/theroux-mosquito.html

https://kenyonreview.org/2016/07/narrative-lessons-mosquito-coast/#:~:text=At%20nine%20years%20old%2C%20I,story%20in%20his%20own%20voice.

And Just for Fun if you make it this far:

(this is a little audio of Jimmy and Steve Winwood playing Nobody Talks To The Captain No More from JP’s Bar, NYC, USA, 1986)

Stacy Loves Buffett

I was born and raised and still live in Montana- far, far away from the sea and the beaches that Jimmy Buffett loved and wrote about and promoted with his music and laid-back lifestyle, but I caught the bug and have been a proud Parrothead since I was nineteen years old, and I will proudly continue to carry that banner for help others appreciate the gift of his music.

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