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Bootstrappers: A Singing Pirate’s Life for Me

You know what I love? Bacon.

You know what else I love? Stumbling across something I’ve never seen before at Disneyland.

Like these guys:

Ahoy there! Pirates ahead!

It’s a singing band of pirates outside of Cafe Orleans!

Of course, the disadvantage of seeing something new is not knowing what their names are. So I posted on Micechat.com, and “RegionsBeyond” filled me in:

Those wandering musicians of a piratical nature would go by the moniker of the ‘Bootstrappers’, and are the absolute fiercest scallywags in the whole of the cursed kingdom of Diz-nay

I can’t even tell you how much I love that.

Yarrrrr, let's sing a song

We joined the small group of onlookers to watch the show. The Pirate Lady did most of the singing and some wonderful dances as well.

Pirate lady does Riverdance!

The group sang some traditional pirate songs, or what I assume are traditional pirate songs although having never been a pirate, I can’t say for sure. In true Disney fashion, there was an audience participation part at the end. It was a “clap clap.”

Put your hands together for pirates!

I only caught the last two songs, neither of which was “A Pirate’s Life For Me” or “What Do You Do With a Drunken Sailor” which pretty much rounds out my repertoire. But that’s probably okay, since I only know the chorus of those two songs anyway. I do like to pretend to sing along on the Pirates of the Caribbean ride, but it’s usually “Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me- ba da da ba dada ba dada ba da drink UP, me hearties, yo ho! Ba da ba ba da ba ba da ba ba ba ba, drink up, me hearties yo HO! Yo ho, yo ho, a pirate’s life for me!”

Which is kinda close. If by kind of close you mean not at all.

Well, I try.

Also, I love it when people do this:

If I make myself really small and run quickly, I won't get in your picture

I don’t know why people do that, but I do it too. Even though chances are, you’re totally going to get in the picture anyway, and then you’re going to look all weird and someone is going to put you on their blog.

I hate it when that happens.

In the Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Tiki Room

Today was Theo’s first visit to the Tiki Room, officially known as the Enchanted Tiki Room–as opposed to, I suppose, the Tiki Room where the birds don’t sing words and the flowers don’t croon. Sounds like a sucky attraction to me. Good thing we have the Enchanted Tiki Room.

The Tiki Room is sponsored by Dole. The upside of this is that there’s this Dole booth and you can get pinapple spears (my favorite–long chunks of pineapple) and the infamous Pinapple Whip. I’m about to be blasphemous when I say that I’m just not bowled over by the Pineapple Whip. It’s like ice cream but it’s not ice cream–actually it’s a bit more like frozen yogurt. But you can get said Whip outside of the Tiki Room.

There is always a long line for the Dole products. Many people confuse the line for the Pineapple Whip as the line for the Tiki Room. Make no mistake–the Tiki Room does not have a line. If you are wanting to go inside the Tiki Room and you find yourself standing in line, you’re in the wrong place. The line is for Dole items.

If you’re in the mood for Pineapple whip and have 15 minutes or so to kill, and don’t want to wait in the regular line, you can get inside the Tiki room waiting area and there’s the other side of the Dole booth there where you can order what you want without waiting.

This is the other side of the Dole booth, in case you have an insatiable craving for Pineapple Whip and happen to be waiting for the Tiki Room

I will admit that due to some stress reasons (read: toddler meltdown) I did not actually get a picture of the outside of the Tiki Room. Oops. I’ll slip one in later, okay?

Upon entry, you actually sit in a courtyard waiting for your turn to go into the theater.

People wait in the Tiki Room courtyard

Theo (blue shirt, middle) is pretty much convinced that his mother has left him. What kind of mother does that???

The cute thing about the Tiki Room waiting area is that there are statues around that animate themselves periodically. They are supposed to represent gods or goddesses of one thing or another, though it’s not always clear what they’re talking about.

Pele, the goddess of fire and volcanoes. Also soccer.

Finally, the doors to the theater open. Apparently Walt envisioned this being a dinner theater show. He must have been on crack or something because seriously, you couldn’t fit more than 10-12 tables in this room.

When the doors open, step inside.

We got seated and Theo became immediately upset. He’s not a fan of the dark, and while the room itself wasn’t terribly dark, compared to the sun outside it was. Also, I dressed him in a long-sleeved shirt and it turned out to be kind of hot, so he wasn’t particularly thrilled with that either.

First of all, there’s a bit centerpiece of flowers and stuff.

Flowers and stuff

Then the birds wake up. There are four main birds, one for each branch of the audience, which is sort of a cross shape. Also, there’s no flash photography, so these pictures are going to be totally awesome.

The birds light up and speak. Photography is limited.

Once the individual birds do their comedy spiel, other birds jump in and they all sing their signature song. I think the Tiki Room song is probably the 3rd most recognizable song at Disneyland. Numbers 1 and 2 being Small World and It’s A Pirate’s Life For Me, respectively.

All the birds sing words...

The centerpiece in the middle (imagine that–a centerpiece in the middle!) turns into a fountain and lights up and white birds descend from the heavens above to sing a song.

Can't you just hear the choir of angels?

Theo was particularly fascinated by this part.

I'm 2 years old and these bird things are kind of tripping me out

"Let's all sing like the birdies sing--tweet, tweet tweet, tweet tweet"

The audience is invited to sing along. Some of us are more enthusiastic than others.

At one point, it starts to “rain” outside and there’s thunder and lightning, and for some reason this naturally leads into the columns in the room bursting out into song.

Their eyes move too. It's a little bit creepy.

Also, at some point, the flowers sing. Or should I say croon? These are kind of like a hyped-up wedding centerpiece on crack. If wedding centerpieces were animatronic or something. These flowers actually remind me of Little Shop of Horrors (bop she-bop), so I always feel a bit uneasy wondering if they are going to eat me.

These guys whistle

The Tiki Room show takes aobut 10-13 minutes and is quite cute. It’s air-conditioned, so if you’re looking for a place to rest your feet and also hear singing flowers at the same time, the Tiki Room is the perfect attraction for you.

Self-portrait!