Stu Morse: Lead vocals, rhythm guitar, harmonica, percussion -
Nowhere does it say you have to do the logical thing. And nowhere is this more true than for Stu Morse, RedFish’s resident ‘Golden Throat’. The classical studied path of voice and piano was explosively departed from when Stu, in a teenage snit, undertook instead to shred on the electric guitar. Eyes were rolled in parental heads, but no diversion from the incendiary path of Rock and Roll was possible. Result? Philadelphia was never the same. Stu played festivals, suffered swelling shoals of swooning schoolgirls, and even got to tap dance on TV with Carol Lawrence in the Thanksgiving Macy's Day Parade. It was downright scary. What next? So, off to Chicago where Stu co-founded the band, ‘The Usual Suspects’. But, the weather meant too few days to rehearse and play .
To Santa Barbara he came with the idea of a new type of band: eclectic party rock. And so began the story of RedFish.
Sven Holcomb: Lead guitar, vocals -
Google search ‘guitar god’ and you used to get Sven’s pic and home address. He begged them to remove his info because women stalked him relentlessly. Aptly nicknamed “Svendrix” due to his playing prowess. Has jammed with Mick Jagger. Not only a master of the fretboard, Sven is a highly sought after sound technician on the pro circuit having recorded Santana and Ravi Shankar. Sven is the on-tour stage manager for Jeff Bridges and the Abiders and has performed with that band. When not ripping hot, steamy solos, Sven teaches yoga to the same rabid females who like to Google search ‘guitar god.’
Ladies, prepare to perspire, deep breaths now...
Laurence Shipstone: Bass, vocals-
The master of the steel string thunder stick. His parents took him to Woodstock where during The Who’s performance ‘Little Larry' pointed to John Entwistle's bass and said, “Mama, me want big boom boom guitar.” The rest as they say is…unverifiable rumor. Insists football is played with a perfectly round globular inflated white thing spotted with black polygonal markings. Once opened for ELP when during the post-gig party drank 20 Red Bulls and did something to earn having his picture placed on the wall of the Hollywood post office.
Refuses to remember late 70's disco.
Tod Stockwell: Drums, percussion -
Tod sprang from the head of Zeus fully kitted out with a hundred sticks, a score of skins and a round baker's dozen of brass shields to do battle with the musical Hydra. Must have been the sixties and nothing to be trifled with. Apart from his mastery of the many rhythmic styles and genres, Tod is a part of history for his citizen's arrest of the Police and playfully getting Tom Hanks to lose his temper.
Uses the Force.
Mark Paisley: Keyboards -
Mark 'keydog' Paisley is such a wiz at the ivories fans are often heard saying, "Did that dude just make that sound?" Yup...blame it on the dog. Mark has been sighted roaming the streets in a logoed shirt, tights and cape...threatening to rid the world of tone deaf nit wits in ear buds. Don't ask, "who's behind the mask", you'll just get a diatribe of moralistic music theory. Mark keeps this otherwise wack-job set of musicians on an even keel. The dude's connected, and can break your knees....seriously.
Turned down the MENSA Society.