Can two men keep 100 children – and 100 parents – occupied and even dancing during kiddy witching hours of 3-5 p.m?
Sure, if they’re Keith Grimwood and Ezra Idlet, who form the Arkansas duo Trout Fishing in America. If you never heard of these guys, or listened to them, now is a good time as any. Click on this link, and then click on “Launch Trout Radio” for a sample.
Trout Fishing is one of those bands I never would have heard of if it wasn’t for a publicist – I’m not even sure which one – sending me a CD. I’m pretty awful that way: someone sends me a CD and I get around to listening to it weeks or months later.
With Trout Fishing, we put the CD into the car’s player, and it’s been there ever since, it seems. But did I write about it? Nooooo…… I get all caught up in work, product recalls and housing news instead.
Like a Pixar movie, one of the great things about Trout Fishing is there is something for both kids and adults to enjoy. In fact, I think the parents enjoyed the concert more than the kids did. (But we’ll keep that our little secret.)
In fact, while I was having a great time, I was worried Seth and Lael weren’t into the music. While other kids jumped up, screamed aloud or danced, my kids watched with a kind of blank, trance-like look in their eyes. It was the same look Seth gets when he watches videos.
But I was wrong: after the concert, Seth revealed in conversation that he absorbed EVERY word of every song. The kid picked up lines that my old-man hearing had trouble picking out.
Lael, it turned out, was tired and fell asleep shortly after leaving. Like her parents, she’s not big on crowds.
Afterward, we headed over to Devon Avenue for Indian food. No trout on the menu, just white rice for my boy and papadums for my girl, but Anne and I feasted on items we’ve never heard of before. We also stopped in one of the local grocers where Anne loaded up on spices and I found beloved yucca chips. All-in-all, a great Sunday.