Bios:
The
individuals behind the cacophony.
Oly
Shmoe
Oly
"Fat Chord" Shmoe (aka "The Maestro", "That's
Sick Jim", & "Banjo Boy")
Oly
left a life of fame & fortune in
Nashville for the mean streets of
Seattle, persuing his once promising athletic prospects as a ping pong
ace. Oly acquired his taste for the local music while performing at the
legendary Pamir House
during its brief existence in the mid-sixties. Oly is an Aquarian, who
is obsessed with the movie "Repo Man". His delusional confidence
has enabled him to pursue his dream of playing the banjo professionally,
and once upon a time guitar accidentally with the Grateful Dead, which
they try to keep secret. Oly enjoys singing opera in the shower, karaoke, & interrupting band
practice to tell really bad jokes. While labeled the most Napoleonic member
of the Shmoes by the London tabloids, he maintains that he's just misunderstood:
"People
just don't understand the pressure of the kind of fame & fortune that
I have to deal with on a day to day basis. It's excruciating really. I
mean, the girls just won't leave me alone. It's bad enough here in America,
but in Japan it's even worse."
Flo
"Nightingale"
Shmoe
Flo
Shmoe (aka "Saint Sara", "Even Flo" Shmoe, "Ain't
No Ho" Shmoe, & "She Always Knows" Shmoe)
Flo...the
conductor of the orchestra and the concertmistress who gives the turmoil a center. She's the last word &
the bottom line. She's the man, the soul of the band. She's Patsy Cline, Peggy Lee & Nancy
Sinatra all rolled into one. Flo has got "it". When she sings,
it's up there with the best. Add to that the sweetness of a vine-ripened
tomato & the lush, sexy growl of a kazoo & you've got the Flo...
Joe
Shmoe
Joe
Shmoe (aka "Hold & Grin" Shmoe, "Back Road" Shmoe,
& "Uppity Joe" Shmoe)
Joe
is a craftsman & purveyor of malted beverages and other elixirs. He has recently begun
experimenting with the plectern, & is very excited about incorporating
this new technology into his music. Joe is a Libra & part-time chauffeur,
who likes sausage, vintage motorcycles & doing things with wood.
He sings the blues from time to time, although no one has ever seen him
down and dirty blue. The Shmoes don't sing the blues, because the
one time that we tried to fake the blues several members of the
Washington Blues Society, complete with Fez headgear, booed us off the
stage...and they are THE experts when it comes to wanker white-guy
blues. All Joe's fault. He thought we could be Bluesy enough
to fool the Bishops in the Washington Blues Society, but noooo. By
the way, Joe
is also a certified translator of the nearly extinct language Banjostanyi,
which comes in handy when he serves beverages to the many ethnic Banjostanyis
who call his bar, the Blue Moon Tavern, a home away from home.
Tommy
"Tourette's" Shmoe
Tommy aka Tourette's Shmoe (aka "Soprano" Shmoe, "Hold-em" Shmoe, &
"Fingers" Shmoe)
He's
the rebel in the band, living the life of random profanities,
gambling, drink & sin to the unrequited fantasies of neglected
housewives everywhere. Straddling the sensuous curves of his instrument
as if it were a woman or some other object of his most masculine &
intimate desires, he plays the upright bass as if he were molesting it.
Living vicariously through a prodigal
son's debauchery enables the band to flirt with the fast lane, without
any of the actual risks or inconveniences associated with doing so.
Tommy Tourette's
is a Saggitarius who enjoys fine cigars, cognac, gardening & classic
automobiles, and is the last known native speaker of the thankfully rare Accordiani dialect of the Banjostanyi language. As a child he dreamt of
one day working at the Wedgewood Broiler, & summers spent fly-fishing
with Dolly Parton.
Update on Tommy aka Tourette's:
He's
been absent from band for awhile, taking some time off to work on his car,
figure out his sexual identity, and play weekend softball. He's taken several line drives to the head,
which partly explains his erratic behavior. Here's the latest
evidence:

(click photo to enlarge, but why would you want to?)
We
set up a fund to help Tommy Tourette's recover from his injuries--
but he can't remember where he put the $5 we gave him. Hang in there buddy.
THIS JUST IN!
Tommy's
head has cleared up somewhat, enough that he's remembered he occasionally
plays in a band. Until he figures out which band it is, he'll be
playing with the Shmoes.
Superschmoe
Superschmoe
(aka "Whoa" Shmoe, "Too Slow" Shmoe, "The Tempo
Maven", & "Where'd she go?" Shmoe)
Oly
often laughs fondly as he recalls the days when "Too Slow" first
joined the band. "As with any drummer, the first thing we had
to do was break her spirit...after that we got along famously."
"Too Slow" initially joined the band as a guitar player, but
when it became clear that her skills were not sufficient enough to keep
up with the break-neck pace that the Shmoes demanded, a private meeting
was held. The rest of the band decided that "Too Slow's" methodic
& plodding talents were best suited to the simple repetition of percussion.
Thus, her career as a drummer began. Back in the shadows, she provides
the tick to the tock that makes the Shmoes rock. It's a win-win situation,
as the fake microphone the band provides her with gives her the illusion
that she's a contributing member of the act. Since nobody can really hear,
her confidence has been bolstered by the fact that she rarely receives
any criticism. This has enabled the shyest & least talented member
of the band to develop a huge ego-complex. "Too Slow" was recently
witnessed playing pinball & drinking buttery nipples with
former basketball bad-boy Dennis Rodman at the local high-brow
hot-spot Niketown. When approached by the media & questioned
about whether her social comings & goings might pose a conflict with
her obligations to the band, she was quoted as saying:
"Oh,
those guys...no, it's cool. You know, the band is comfortable with me
doing my own thing. We talked...like, a couple of weeks ago. I'm pretty
sure we have another gig coming up, like, the next holiday, or whatever. Oly calls me all the time, & he's like "Too Slow, you rock!"
& I'm like "Oly, you rock too!" & he's like "Wanna
come over & watch 'Repo Man' & eat Ho-ho's & drink Bud Lite?"
& I'm like, "Yeah dude, I'm totally there."
Like Tom, Supershmoe is taking some time off to pursue her budding career as
a NASCAR driver and kick boxer.
Don "Ho"
Shmoe
"Ho" is playing his
magic guitar with us regularly now in spite of the fact that he has
talent...we don't hold it against him. Gotta come to a show and
hear him play both parts of the twin lead on "Ramblin' Man".
"Awesome, dood," said one of his dood fans at the last gig.
Mark "Ringo" Shmoe
"Ringo" has been
sharing the drummer's chair with "Supershmoe" and doing a damn
fine job, although it gets a little strange seeing the two them fight over
who gets to bang on the cymbal. We wish they would play nice...like
"Super" could sit on "Ringo's" lap, and he could work the pedals while she
steers. They'll just have to work it out.
Mitchie
"Token" Shmoe
Mitchie "Token" Shmoe
has been a guest performer with The Shmoes and proof that we know famous
people. He visited for his debut as a bass player for a Shmoe show in
2005 heavily disguised for fear that he would be outed as a Shmoe and never
work in Las Vegas again. His minor hit song that probably none of you
know starts like this: "In the jungle, the mighty jungle, The Lion Sleeps
Tonight..." Your secret is safe with us, Mitchie-babe.
Jesus
"Christ" Shmoe,
Our
Roadie Who Bears Our Burdens
Ending centuries of speculation, Jesus "Christ" Shmoe has returned
to Earth to save sinners and The Shmoes in the lowliest support position
He could find on the planet. If you show up at our shows, He'll schlep
the equipment in, do the setup and then hang out while we perform, turn
water into
wine for the house, and sign autographs if there are no TV crews around.
We have a deal that Jesus can't upstage the band. As long as we're
playing to raving fans, the party's happening, but if Jesus steals the show, it's
lights out baby. No matter what happens, after a Shmoe Show there's a whole lot of repenting
going on.
Yodeler
Shmoe
She's an honorary Shmoe
who came to us via the internet, 11-year-old Yodeler Shmoe. A future
star. See her video
here.
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