[.ca] Big Trouble

Twenty-two years later, a rediscovery.:
In 1982, I lived in Austin, Texas. You know, that place. One night, dejected after my English girlfriend dumped me for an English guy (probably cousins), I aimlessly headed out for a few "I'm sorry for myself" beers. I went to a tavern I'd never set foot in before when I noticed a sign for a group called "Trout Fishing in America." I read the sign again, thinking to myself, "Trout Fishing in America?" I went in. The first sign that the evening might develop into something memorable was when I bumped into a guy with long blond hair, heading for the stage holding a guitar. Nothing unusual there, except I was about eye level with his Adams apple, and I'm six feet four inches. Then another guy who appeared to be about two feet shorter than the blond guy headed for the stage. "Hm," I thought. I shoved my beer back to the bartender and ordered coffee. Something told me that I wanted to be wide awake for this one. I could have skipped the coffee. What followed was a slowly developing evening of enchantment. The great musicianship and particularly involving harmonies of those two guys had the effect of grabbing me, shaking the hardness out of my heart, and not letting go until closing time. I left the establishment with nary a thought of my now-former girlfriend and her English cousin. Over the years, I sometimes thought about those guys, but before the internet, thinking about them was about all it came to. Fast forward to this year. My wife comes home and announces that we've been invited to go with some friends and their kids to see "Trout Fishing in America" here in northern California. I ended up wiping tears from my eyes at least a couple of times that evening: once when I realized those two guys still had the magic, and again when I saw that my three-year-old son was enjoying them just as much as me. So now, my son no longer demands to hear the Crash Test Dummies when we travel in the car. No, "Big Trouble" is now number one on his request list. As for myself, I'm entirely happy to oblige.

Love these Fishermen!:
I was first introduced to Trout Fishing in a bar when I was in college, and I LOVED them. I am so thrilled that they are still around and that they are still great. I love this CDs wry humor (I'm Gonna Be in Big Trouble) and the varied beats. These are two guys who totally remember what it was like to be a kid. My son (just 2) loves this CD and dances around the house with me when it's on. He really loves the gallumphing sound of When I Was a Dinosaur along with the dinosaur voices these guys have come up with. I love this CD and recommend it to anyone, but especially to anyone with kids.

I loved this album even before I had children!:
A friend introduced me to the music of Trout Fishing when I was a single law school student. This album immediately became my favorite, and I love it even more now that I have two boys with whom to share it! My husband had no idea what was in our CD player, but he was hooked by the end of the first song. Everyone I have shared it with buys a copy. The music captures the essence of childhood and the every-day things children think and say. A friend with a child who hated her after-school day care was able to eliminate the tantrums by having her listen to "Day Care Blues." Most children's comments trigger a lyric for me. All the songs are great, but I especially love "I think I'll Need a Band-Aid" (it makes me laugh) and "Lullaby" (it makes me cry). Who cares if you don't have children; you'll love it anyway!

Funny, sweet and silly:
I don't have kids, but I love this album! It's become one of my standard gifts when my friends have babies. The songs range from kid standards performed with wonderfully weird style ("The Cat Came Back," "Teddy Bears Picnic") to a nursery rhyme polka that must be heard to be believed ("The Window") to hilarious originals kids and adults will love equally ("I Think I'll Need a Band-Aid," "Daycare Blues.") I know enough kids to know that when they like something, they play it over and over again. With Trout Fishing in America, their parents won't mind.

FABULOUS FUN!:
My 18 month old twins get sooooo excited when they hear the very first dinosaur roar on track 1. They dance and clap and squeal and can't seem to get enough of Mommy stomping around and singing with the music....I know all the words -giggle!-. I even catch my hubby singing the songs to himself when the CD isn't even on! :0)Your kids will LOVE it!

• When I Was a Dinosaur
• Big Trouble
• Cat Came Back
• I Think I'll Need a Bandaid
• What I Want Is a Proper Cup of Coffee
• Window
• Pico de Gallo
• Nobody
• We Are the Dinosaurs
• Day Care Blues
• Teddy Bear's Picnic
• Lullaby