Artist description Only the finest music from the heart, soul and stomach.

Music Style Acoustic pop oddities.

Musical Influences Naked ones.

Similar Artists none as yet.

Artist History THE MURKY TRUTH ABOUT SHU FLY PIE: The history of Shu Fly Pie is surrounded in rumour, myth and lie. But as with most true stories, there is an element of truth to it. The following is an attempt to sort the wheat germ of truth from the chaff of falsehood. Well the band began around about the time it all started. They formed in Grass Valley, probably because that is where they lived. It began as Adrian playing love ballads about chickens and flowers, but soon evolved all the way to Adrian, Jeff and Jake playing 21st century skiffle ballads about chickens, flowers and onions at open mic nights. The original plan was to be full-time honest-to-god skifflers but they accidentally learnt how to play their instruments. Adrian Columb takes up the story… “Well, it started out with Jeff and I saying we should make a band. So we did, with us in it. We went round Jake’s house, he banged his drum a bit then we went down the local open mic and from that we got some gigs”. They took their early success from the stage to the studio and from the studio back to their homes in the form of a CD. A CD that would end up taking 3 years to finish. Things were going so well… Corey worked at Mekka (coffee house) with Jake. Very cosy. Jake served coffee and Corey stripped to the nudeybums for businessmen. Anyway, somehow against all the odds Shu Fly Pie got a gig at Mekka. Where one of its members worked. Purely on merit I’m sure. So Corey, bored of stripping by now having had no more clothes to take off, offered his services (as a musician) to the band. The band made him promise to give up the stripping as they didn’t want to ruin their clean living image and they told him to get a bass that was bigger than him. Ladies and gentlemen, Corey plucked up the courage to make the break and bought a second hand stand up bass with a hole in it. I hope he got a discount for that. But I do not know. A band is much like a business. If it’s under performing you need to sack someone. Or maybe sack everyone. Well luckily they were performing regularly and decided to expand the workforce. While performing at Kirby Creekside (restaurant and bar) a hippy with dreads and a mandolin sat down in the corner of the stage and started playing along. I was once told at school never to begin paragraphs with “I”. The band went down to the studio again to add Corey to the CD and although his playing was exquisite something else was needed. They realised that the dreaded hippy with the mandolin that had been following them around for the past three weeks joining in whenever they started playing music was the missing peace to the bands noise. They had no choice but to let him join the band. He already had anyway. He said his name was Jed and he was telling the truth. So with the two newcomers safely on the CD, they went back to gigging at art shows and 1 year olds birthday parties. Unfortunately, a split was appearing in the group for the first time. But it wasn’t Yoko Ono’s fault. Jed’s arrival had caused problems. It wasn’t that he wasn’t musically proficient (he was) or a lovable guy (he is) it was his initial. The trouble was there were three J’s and an A and a C. Now, this may sound like nothing to you mediocrities out there but when you’re under the spotlight these things become magnified and blown out of all proportion. There were violent fights resulting in Jed running away regularly to drum circles and organic farms. Jake and Jeff decided it would be a good idea to cool off and lay low for a while on the other side of the country. New York. But they promised out of the goodness of their hearts to return to share the glory if the band got signed or anything. This left Jed as the only J and he began to get bullied by Adrian and Corey so when they were drunk one night he made them sign a contract allowing Julian to join the band. The J’s were a force to be reckoned with once more. There were two J’s now. Well, one and a half. You see Julian may be a giant in the musical sense, but he is a little bit little in the literal sense. He’s the most amazing bassist in the world so they made sure to put him on the drums. He can play all kinds of sorts of types of musical instruments. He’s apparently been doing music since he was knee high to a grasshopper. Well, now he’s waist high and he’s in Shu Fly Pie. And the rest isn’t history, not yet in any case.

Group Members Adrian - lungs and guitar mainly. Jake - djembe. Jeff - vocals and guitar. Jed - vocals, mandeline and congas. Corey - bass. Julian - drums (for the moment anyway).

Instruments Kazoo.

Albums Greatest Hits

Press Reviews An extract from an article about Shu Fly Pie written by the esteemed music journalist Henry Tart. First Published in International Wigwam Catalogue’s November 2002 issue... SHU FLY PIE SHALL FLY HIGH. When you’ve been in the business as long a time as I have (and I’ve been in the business for a long time - three wives, two cats and seven presidents) you get to know a thing or two about the music business. I’ve interviewed all the greats, Jimi Hendrix, David Bowie, Billy Ray Cyrus, Debbie Harry, Madonna, Eminem, you name ‘em I’ve done ‘em. You know, you can almost smell greatness when you meet living legends. So it’s with great joy in an old man’s heart that I can report a new stench on the horizon. Ladies and gentlemen, acquaint yourself with the whiff of Shu Fly Pie. A young band of men from Grass Valley, they are set to take the world by storm. I’ve been listening to some rough recordings of their yet to be released debut album. I’m lost for words. Some of the songs are up there with Dolly Parton at her best. I don’t find it the least bit interesting interviewing all these millionaires in their Greco-roman mansions, surrounded by playboy bunnies; fine wines and the best cocaine money can fly (into the country). I’m sure like me you find all that boring. I find the grass roots infinitely more interesting. The hunger. The passion. It’s like I was saying to Clapton down at the tennis club the other day “Clappers” I said “it’s all very well you sitting there getting off your head on boiled Perrier and chocolate cake but you’ve forgotten the struggles of youth. Screaming out against the world, buttering your own croissants, worrying about rent day. Not you Clappers, oh no, you sit in your ivory tower surrounded by all the latest security devices. Intruder alarms on the doors and child proof locks on the windows, you’ve lost touch with the real world” He didn’t like that. The truth hurts, you see. Well, if Eric Clapton has tears in heaven, then Shu Fly Pie have laughter in hell. Well, Grass Valley isn’t that bad. Laughter in purgatory. That’ll do. You can tell just from the song titles what to expect. Sherlock. She’s My Baby. She Always Remembers My Name. And they don’t just have songs that start with “Sh” They’ve got one that starts with “Ch” in Chicken Love and many that don’t even have H’s in at all. Such as Me and Electricity and Drink The Rum. Or I Never Want To Be An Onion and let’s not forget A Little For Me. Other hits include The New Song, I Woke Up Too Early One Morning and Me Myself The Fly. They have more songs but I won’t bore you with the details. What I will bore you with however, is my opinion on the noise Shu Fly Pie make when they get together and make a load of, er, noise. They make a fantastic noise for such youngsters. I’ve never felt sexier than when I listened to Chicken Love three times in a row last night. I believe that there is a legal dispute about copyright on that particular song with the (also excellent) British band Breach Of The Peace but all I can say to that is: boys, it’s music. It’s poetry. The moon doesn’t belong to anyone. The stars are there for everyone. And those things I’ve just mentioned are as much a gift from the heavens as your music. Hopefully common sense shall prevail. Shu Fly Pie are great. Look out for them. Check them out if you get a chance. Your kids will ask you if you did if you don’t. I’ve checked them out. I was checking them out this morning in the lobby of a cheap hotel on the lower west side on 23rd and 12th. But I was no ordinary strange old man hanging around in a seedy hotel staring at young men. I was here to interview them. We ordered our drinks and sat down. I think you can tell a lot by what sort of drink a man orders. We all ordered cokes. WITH ICE! HENRY: Well boys, first of all I’d like to congratulate you on your success. You haven’t had it yet, I know, but when you’ve been in this game as long as I have you can tell when it’s about to occur. What excites me is meeting the people who are hungry. The up-and-coming people who know what the music is all about. You’re up aren’t you boys? You’re coming? And you’re taking us along for the ride. JAKE: Err… HENRY: So boys, boys, boys. Tell me boys, how does it feel to be on the verge of something spectacular? Can you feel the potential for infamy coursing through your veins? Do you feel the hand of history upon your shoulder? COREY: Err, yes? HENRY: Indeed. So how are inter-band relations? Any fights? The pressure must be intense. How do you cope with walking down the streets and not being recognised everywhere you go? I suppose that sometimes you get recognised. By your respective mums. Or by friends. Or people you used to work with. Or ex-girlfriends. Or by casual acquaintances. JED: S’pose. JAKE: Erm… HENRY: So boys, your band is a bit different from most of the bands around at the moment. So, tell me, is it true that the reason for this is because you can’t skateboard? ADRIAN: I can’t skateboard it’s true. I had a very nasty wound to my knee that I acquired during a sword fight as a young gentleman in England. They don’t have a gun problem over there you see. HENRY: Yes, yes, yes. Anyway… ADRIAN: Because of this I can barely run now and I throw like a girl. So I suppose this means we have to write songs for people with bad knees and not people with skateboards and bad taste. Although you can injure your knee using a skateboard. HENRY: Very good, very good. So… JEFF: Or playing football. HENRY: Okay, moving on. So what are your songs about? For example She’s My Baby. Is that about an individual individual whom you love very dearly but they can’t do a lot of stuff for themselves? You know. Someone who requires constant love and attention and can’t even wipe their own bottom properly. HENRY: Yeah that must be it. So what about Me And Electricity? It seems to be about watching television, snuggling, half-cooking a roast and ice cream. I don’t mean half cooking ice cream. You shouldn’t have ice cream unless it’s totally cooked all the way through. Actually can we have a statement on the record that you don’t encourage people to eat food that hasn’t been prepared adequately? Ah yes, food. Which brings me to the hunger, the hunger. You must admit that a lot of your songs are about food. JULIAN: They are? HENRY: Yeah. Like The Onion Song. Like Chicken Love. Like Galway Jam. Which should actually be Galway Jelly in America you know. Like Drink The Rum. I realise that rum is not a food, but it’s a drink and drink is a close relative of food. They kind of have an incestual brother-sister relationship: food and drink. Not like love and marriage. They’re more like old school friends. Or Saturday and Sunday. They’re more like Siamese cousins. HENRY: Well Anyway, it’s been a treasure talking with you guys. Good luck for the future and we must do this again when the album comes out. Or when it gets re-released as a budget classic. You know, I learnt a long time ago, especially in this game, that you should never meet your heroes. They always disappoint you. Like Elvis. I met him once. He stank. And not of greatness either. Of onions and stale socks. And Karen Carpenter. Absolutely no sense of humour. And as for Justin Timberlake, that boy fidgets constantly all the time non-stop. I don’t even want to get started on Kurt Cobain’s eating habits. Anyway, gentlemen and ladies, the best thing about Shu Fly Pie is that they’re nothing like those mega-successful, hugely loved and popular persons. The thing about Shu Fly Pie is that they don’t mind telling you stuff. Stuff that matters. I’ve never met such an honest band. I could talk to them all day. And not just in an interview setting either. You get the impression that you could take them home to meet your mother or your step-mother if you’re that way inclined, and they wouldn’t do anything untoward. Even if she was one of those sexy older women types we all want our wives to turn into some day. And there aren’t that many rock stars that you can type that about. Henry Tart.

Additional Info There are more breasts in the world than there are women. Almost twice as many.

Location Nevada City, CA - USA

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