Frequently Asked Questions

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YachtSea focuses on a popular genre called yacht rock. 

Yacht Rock is the musical equivalent of sipping a piña colada while wearing boat shoes you’ve never actually gotten wet. It’s smooth, it’s breezy, and it’s got just enough saxophone to make you question whether you should be driving a convertible or buying a timeshare in Key Largo.

Think of it like this: if rock ’n’ roll is the wild house party, yacht rock is the well-catered cocktail mixer where everyone’s tan, nobody’s sweating, and Christopher Cross is strumming a guitar on a wicker stool making sure no one spills a daiquiri on the teak deck.

It’s music designed for:

• Sailing on a yacht you can’t afford, but acting like you own it anyway.
   
• Wearing a captain’s hat with zero qualifications.
   
• Feeling heartbreak, but only if it’s wrapped in silky harmonies and a Fender Rhodes.
   

Artists like Michael McDonald, Kenny Loggins, Steely Dan, and Toto weren’t just making songs — they were basically providing the soundtrack for imaginary boat trips you never took.

Yacht Rock can be slow, or it can rock your heartache away. It is a party waiting for someone to push the play button. 

In short: yacht rock is classic rock with so much smoothness, you could butter toast with it.

YachtSea is based in Orlando, Florida.

We think so. Most sailors say Brandy is a fine girl. A good wife, she could be. Her eyes could steal a sailor from the sea.

Hold the line. It's not in the way that you hold me. It's not in the way you say you care. It's not in the way you've been treating my friends. It's not in the way that you stayed till the end. It's not in the way you look, or the things that you say that you'll do.

Only if you accept all the blame, admit you were wrong and just can't live without Baby.

Well, your friends with their fancy persuasion, don't admit that it's part of a scheme, but I can't help but have my suspicion 'cause I ain't quite as dumb as I seem.

And you said you was never intendin' to break up our scene in this way, but there ain't any use in pretendin' it could happen to us any day.