But we're making it one. Stuck in the '80s ("mired" is more like it) guy Steve Spears came up with a great idea for next Thursday's Weekend section: a battle royale among the dozen or so musical acts coming to Tampa Bay soon in a whirlwind of concerts.

First prize: Being named THE concert to see. Second prize: Set of steak knives. Third prize: You're fired. (Thanks, Glengarry Glen Ross.)

Of course, Spears thinks he can rig the fight by taking REO Speedwagon (who rocked in the '70s before synth-selling out) and choosing to square off against my guy -- the mango maestro, the tropical Toscanini, the one and only because nobody else could be so damn cool, Jimmy Buffett. (At least he didn't get his name from a truck.)

Isn't that just like an '80s guy; bringing a knife to a gunfight.

Anyway, I'm putting out a call on the Coconut Telegraph to all Parrot Heads, asking for their best reasons why Jimmy (friends call him that, and we're all his friends) is the only concert anyone should be concerned about seeing. Apart from the home-state advantage, that is.

I listen to Radio Margaritaville (XM-55 or Sirius-31) every day for my Jimmy fix. Sent a note to program director Steve Huntington asking the station to spread the word among Parrot Heads worldwide about the Jimmy vs. REO throwdown. Hoping that millions will visit this blog and leave some thoughts, just to let Spears know the magnitude of the whoopa$$ keg he just tapped.

Check out his argument by clicking here. Don't let me down, sun-drenched ladies and gents.