Groundhog Day has come and gone. According to reports we’ve read, the groundhog saw his shadow and so we’re in for six more weeks of winter. I don’t know how many of you are familiar with the syndicated comic strip Drabble, but we thought it was quite appropriate for the groundhog Day occasion. The Dad walks out of the house into the world and if he still can’t see his toes, that means he’s in for six more weeks of dieting. You may have guessed that Keith is back on his Weight Watchers (WW) plan again so most of this newsletter will probably be about food.
This weekend, on Feb 9th, we’ll be playing at The Cactus Café in Austin, TX. We’ll be doing an afternoon Kid’s Concert as well as our regular Evening Show. Traveling to Austin generally means Mexican food and a trip to Katz’s Deli. Then on Valentine’s Day, we’ll be playing a special concert at George’s Majestic Lounge in Fayetteville, AR. Find someone special and come on out. Don’t forget to bring the chocolate. We’ll also be doing shows at Butterfield Trail and Cook Elementary. Butter… Cook… Keith needs to pass out for a few minutes so it’s Ezra’s turn to write. He’s presently eating CHILI!!
Yes, I’m eating chili, but it’s WW chili and only after a long mixing session on our song, Always Chew Your Food. It’s funny how when you deny yourself something, that’s all you can think about. I fully expect to be listening to the point count of everything I eat as well as everything Keith eats for the next few months. Back to our new album. Keith and I are hard at work in the Trout House studio recording our next project.
As Keith was checking the calender just now, I heard a moan. Apparently we’re playing a private party for the Ozark Food Processors next month. This will happen after he denies himself chocolate Easter bunnies and Cadburry Cream Eggs. Ooops, Keith’s talking over Ezra’s shoulder again. Where were we? Oh, well. We hope your lives are filled with the creamy chocolate of love and happiness. May your thirst be slaked by giant milkshakes and real (not diet) soda pop. (Sorry, Keith.) Whatever you do, don’t deny yourself a Trout show. Come on out and see us.
Keith and Ezra