Tuesday, October 27, 2009

Musical Youth

We were driving in the car, and as usual, I have music playing. The kids are digging it. Little Dog is playing his imaginary drums, and I almost don't mind the constant but rhythmic kicking of the back of my chair. Almost. Big Dog is bouncing along with the beat.
"Mama, who is this?" asks Big Dog. "It's not Ella Fantsgerald." (Give him some credit, he doesn't have it quite right, but it isn't quite as wrong either.)
"No," I reply, "It's Adam Ant."
"Adam Ant?" he replies with a heavy not of skepticism in his voice.
"Yep, Adam Ant."
That's when he gave me the look that let me know he was never going to trust me with musician names again.

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