Artist description Crazy white boys making crazy white noise. Makeshift percussion, frenetic instrumentation, electronic elements, but somehow it works out.

Music Style ExistentioAvantGarageFunkPunkDanceRock

Musical Influences The Residents, Faith No More, Sonic Youth, Primus, Surf Music, John Cage, Mr Bungle, Tuxedomoon, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, They Might Be Giants, Tom Waits

Similar Artists The Residents, Faith No More, Sonic Youth, Primus, Surf Music, John Cage, Mr Bungle, Tuxedomoon, Jon Spencer Blues Explosion, They Might Be Giants, Tom Waits

Artist History "When we first got together and played, I was really surprised, we came out really loud. I was thinking we'd be allska and stuff. We're not. It's really loud and it's not like anything I listen to. IT'S NOOOOISE" - Bennett Adkinson, at the legendary Bazaar Show, 5/15/98 It was the best of times, but the people grew complacent. Hanson and the Spice Girls were winning out over thereal artists of our time, such as Beck, the Swans, and Steve Earle. The nation needed a hero to rally behind. To therescue of the people come the Surfing Chickens! This is their story..roughly.. Once upon a time, Marshall Foster and Luke Mahler were born. This happened seperately of course, which is tosay in two different locales, and at two different times. Something along the lines of fourteen years later, they met in afreshman music class, and were united by their common freshmenity. They decided to form a pnuk-rock (Editor's note: I don't make the spelling errors..I just type it as I see it.)band with common friend Denny Beard, but nobody really owned any instruments, so that kind of fell through. Early in their junior year, Marshall had the idea of actually making a drum set from random crap, and therebysaving on expenses. He told Luke, who hated the idea, but humored Marshall out of pity. They got Daniel Swinney,David Temple, and the King of the World, Bennett Adkinson (who doesn't actually do much musically but adds abuttload and a half of stage presence. Then, three months later, they had their first practice, from which Bennett wasnotoriously absent, because he was molesting your mom. They could tell right away that their musical roots (Editor's note: I will put up Marshall's stupid little chart,which is not completely accurate in all areas, later.) were very dissimilar. Hence, they had no choice whatsoeverbut to turn their amps all the way up and become a NOISE BAND! At a later practice, they (or more specifically, the glorious Marshall Foster, whom all should bow down andworship lest he smite you upside your fat head) wrote "Three Prong Adapter", their most endearing song (which is tosay that it is the only one that gets stuck in your head until the only way to remove it is with a sledgehammer.) This was our fourth or fifth practice, at Bennett's house, which was our best practice ever because we never gotdistracted into playing James Bond for six hours at a time. Any way, that was a huge turning point, because we sort ofwrote some songs. Anyway, we wrote some songs, and after about five months they played a show. It was completely awful,excepting that our stage presence kicked a buncha serious-musically-talented bands' commie pinko arses. So bite us,'cuz you suck. After the show, we came through with a serious victory over the Spice Girls by bilking the club ownerout of $47 and donating it to ourselves. Then we sort of went on hiatus for the summer, 'cuz we're lazy, except for the now famous 4-track recordingsession, when our talent level rose from crappy to mediocre and seriously swept the nation, G. Then they migrated to India to get away from all the stupid whities. But then they got there to realized that theywere all stupid whities, so they released a White Album on their "Yo Mama" label which they began by cleverlyinvesting their $47 in pock genitalia. (So it's not subtle. Bite me.) However, they were forced to once again go on hiatus, because in the space of three hours, Daniel wasintroduced to those tropical drinks with the little umbrellas and developed an immediate addiction. Meanwhile, Marshall fulfilled a lifelong fantasy by meeting a set of twins in Laos who both thought he wasterribly sexy and interesting, and with whom he began to spend all his time, until he woke up and realized he wasbeing attacked by rabid dingos. David met an unforunate demise when he contracted leprasy and slowly fell apart. Eventually he was just an armand half a torso. When these two parts separated, no one could decide which half was "David" and which was thesevered part. Bennett founded a nudist colony in Bangladesh from which arose the Neo-Vaudevillian movement. Finally, Luke, beligerent as ever, one day poked a native pygmy in the eye, starting a gruesome 12-year war inwhich everyone was killed except Daniel, who was too drunk to bother with any war. Being the last person on Earth really bit for Daniel because 1) There were no chicks. 2) There was nobody tomake those tropical drinks with the little umbrellas. The second problem lead to Daniel's eventual sobering, at whichtime he decided to complete this history document, which Marshall had been writing before he was attacked by rabiddingos. So if you're reading this you're probably dead. Well anyway, the point of this story is: Before the untimely deaths of 4 of the Surfing Chickens, they were 5 goofy white boys from Nashville who likedto make loud noises.P.S.: Send women.

Group Members (In Alphabetical Order)Marshall Foster - Vocals, Percussion, Guitar, BassBennett Adkinson - Vocals, Percussion, Keyboards, Wind InstrumentsDavid Temple - Vocals, Percussion, Guitar, Keyboards, BassDaniel Swinney - Vocals, Percussion, Bass, Keyboards, SamplingLuke Mahler - Bass, Guitar, Percussion, NOT VOCALS

Instruments Samplers, Keyboards, Vocals, Percussion, Guitar, Wind Instruments, Bass, misc

Albums Demo/Live Vol 1: A MuSickAl Shocumentaly, one other in the works

Press Reviews "They's loud. They's funky. I LOVE DA CHICKENS!" - Maggie Roth, NOIZE!"The avant-garde collective known as the Surfing Chickens showed their great deal of talent at the Hume Fogg Poetry Coffeehouse...The electronic intensity of the keyboards and samplers blended in a seamless puddle with the graciously noisy rock created by the agressive bass and guitar, punctuated by their makeshift percussion section." - Jacob Sparrowe, Nashville Beacon"I bet these guys make PHAT pancakes." - Bob Silky, The Bob Silky Times

Location Chickenville, TN - USA

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