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Keep Your Fork, There's Pie / Press

“It's pretty tough to dislike a band that cheerfully calls itself Keep Your Fork, There's Pie, and it's even tougher once you hear the Portland sextet's new album, the guileless, uplifting We Want You to Know. Marrying soul-pop and junk-folk sounds, the record sounds homespun in all the best ways—kind of like an impromptu backyard barbecue sing-along before your friends get too sloppy. (For good measure, there's a tune called "Monopolowa," showing that the Forkers have good taste in affordable vodka, as well.) The title track has a solid backbeat and a fuzz-guitar lead to accompany the band's ubiquitous banjo strum, offering the kind of harmony-laden pop confection that will appeal to fans of AgesandAges. Tonight's record release show at bar/bike shop Velo Cult will prove that We Want You to Know isn't simply as good as an extra slice of pie—it's better.”

“After the float, the after party next to the OMSI began, with a slew of bands and Kona beer. All proceeds for the booze went to funding the Water Blocks project. We caught a few of the bands, including Keep Your Fork There's Pie, Ages and Ages, and Ramona Falls. We saw the tail end of Keep Your Fork, There's Pie but the crowd was eating it up (bad pun, sorry). There was no pie in sight, but the often gentle folk tendencies of this band were a soft reminder of the fantastic summer day.”

“We are a porch born sextet, consisting of friends that came together 5 years ago from Kansas, Chicago, Michigan, and Washington. After our first and only show as a band called the Wednesday Warblers, filled with covers and lots of guitars, we had a contest among band families and friends to find our name. Jay, the husband of Denell, our squeeze box player, suggested Keep Your Fork, There’s Pie. We all loved it as it encompassed the nostalgic feelings of excitement that accompany the post picnic anticipation of grandma’s pie, and the philosophical stance that life is lived well when the best is yet to come. It also has a comma and an apostrophe….and who doesn’t like pie?”

“Portland folk-poppers Keep Your Fork There's Pie very nearly caused a skirmish here at the Mercury office. Along with a copy of their brand new album Homespun, the band dropped off a delicious apple pie—presumably in order to ply the greedy bellies of the notoriously pie-loving Mercury music writing staff. However, said pie appeared on the day when all the males in the office were out on a date with one lucky winner of our annual charity auction. So when Mercury Music Editor Ezra Ace Caraeff and I returned to the office that afternoon, our female co-workers gloatingly informed us that all of the delicious pie had been gobbled down. But the joke's on them: Keep Your Fork There's Pie also left Homespun, an album as sweet and filling as any pie you could ever eat. It's a giddily infectious bit of Americana soul, like Sly and the Family Stone playing on the back porch.”