Nice Peter

Nice Peter is a musician/comedian that is a must have if you are a fan of Stephen Lynch. I was laughing non-stop as Nice Peter sang about being a gangster in “True Gangster” and that was only the beginning. The lyrics continue to get better as the CD goes on. “Spanglish” tells the tale of meeting a girl at a Mexican restaurant that doesn’t speak English, and you know where this heads. Yep, a love song for this girl written completely in Spanglish. My personal faves from the album come in the last two songs, If You Really Love Me and I Quit, You Fat Mother Fucker, an inspiring song about telling your boss to shove it. While the lyrics are wonderful, the music is what draws you in. This reminds me a lot of folk inspired music from the sixties combined with a hint of honky-tonk in the vein of Elvis Presley that will make you tap your foot. It will grab your attention and before you know it you’ll be singing along with me. “He said boy you just must be crazy not to mention dumb and lazy, I gave that fat bitch just what he deserved.” (JK)  - All Ages Zine

Detroit Metrotimes
If the smartass rock band Tenacious D were a little less r-a-w-k and a bit more Weezer, they would be Nice Peter. This act’s demo, which serendipitously made its way across Night & Day’s desk, was an instant hit, sending the editor into immediate fits of laughter. Augmented by serious musicianship, Nice Peter’s hysterical original acoustic pop songs about love, sex, and pop-culture are a terrific change of pace for any modern music lover. Fronted by Pete Shukoff, an Improv-Olympic comedian, this indie-rock-cum-interactive comedy show is way worth the paltry $5 cover charge.
- Detroit Metro Times 2003

The wisdom of shuffling tonight's line-up looked misguided when a significant exodus greeted the completion of the Redwings' set. This was apparently just a kebab break though, many defecting punters drifting back by the time Nice Peter was embarking on his second number, with modified lyrics welcoming Paul, tonight's drunken-hecklerpar-excellence, to the party. Of whom more later. Hailing from up-state New York, this was Chicago-based Nice Peter's U.K. debut, kicking off a tour extending from darkest Barrow to deepest Devon. He specializes in a uniquely infectious brand of intelligent yet refreshingly scatological comic observation, accompanying himself with some proficient guitar-work that takes in a range of blues-rock styles. Be clear - Nice Peter is a skilled musician and lyricist firstand-foremost - this is no stand-up comic hawking round a battered acoustic for laffs. The delivery is first-class, the content consistently forthright and devastatingly hilarious. Subject matter ranges from Peter's clearly autobiographical experiences as a (tru) Chicago gangster and LA porn star, to the tribulations of getting laid under a totalitarian fundamentalist government. Would this translate to a rainy night in Preston? Hell, yeah. Even heckler Paul informed us Peter would walk "The X-Factor". He did. Repeatedly. Heckler Paul proved an odd sideshow to the main event, managing to extend the set by twenty minutes with constant incursions, but Peter maintained the momentum beautifully, trading razor-sharp lines - Heckler Paul: "We need more people like you in this country"; Peter: "People who aren't drunk?" - and even inviting this "extra from Snatch" on-stage for an improvised duet, before dedicating "If You Really Love Me" to him as he left. Welcome to England, indeed. Despite the interruptions, Nice Peter's set was exhilaratingly funny and enthusiastically received - my personal highlight being perhaps the funniest opening line to any song ever - the simply peerless "I shaved my balls today..." And the good news is, Nice Peter is planning a return tour in the spring, provided enough folks visit www.nicepeter.com to buy a CD or two first. Those of you who foolishly missed out this time round, be there in March - or we're sending Paul round to get you. www.nicepeter.com - HEDMag

Just look at him: He seems like such a nice boy, doesn’t he? So honest and sincere. So charmingly ... cunning. Certainly not the kind of kid who innocently serenades a deaf man because he saw the gentleman frowning during his set, right?


Nice Peter: Toeing the line between madness and greatness ... and making your little sister blush.
Right? Maybe it’s the milk …

I have to admit, I showed up a little on-guard to chat with “musical comedy music” writer and performer Pete Shukoff (a.k.a. Nice Peter: no sexual reference intended – I think). After all, he is known for ditties about testicles, life as a “gangster,” and eating like a “fat Italian.” … These are the cleanest of his lyrics, I promise.

Turns out, there’s no need to be afraid. Not really. Nice Peter is, indeed, superiorly nice and even initially shy, with a penchant for politics and on-stage madness.

“A lot of bands don’t like playing with us,” Shukoff explains as he considers his vegetarian Mexican dish in front of him, “and I can understand why. If you’re trying to have a dead serious rock show, with everyone just kind of scowling the whole time, we’re not going to fit in.”

That is, unless your rock band likes to sing about becoming a porn star.

Shukoff, who came to Chicago in 2001 to "make it" in improv, tends to walk the line between seemingly utter madness and obsession to detail. Where half of his songs, many of them cute and quirky with political and liberal undertones, are exhaustively practiced, the other half are completely improvised on stage (and are just as hilarious).

He talks about spending $5,000 in August to record his first full-length album and then scrapping it, because it just wasn’t … good enough. He’s fired three different drummers, including his current girlfriend, in an effort to record something that feels right.

On the flip side, Nice Peter not so long ago had the privilege to choose whether he should open for Blues Traveller or the Eagles of Death Metal.

He’ll probably write a song about it.

Shukoff’s shows go something like this: He and his drummer, girlfriend “Miss Kristen” (She doesn’t show up to interviews, by the way. She’s the latter portion of this Penn and Teller duo, Shukoff explains), come prepared with a few songs.

They do their stand-by tunes about impeaching Bush, playing pirates and focusing on girls’ anatomy. Part way through, he’ll start writing songs on the spot, singing about the venue, the audience or Rupert Murdoch if he's in a MySpace kind of mood.

There’s one catch, though: If you’re at a Nice Peter show, you’d better be ready to hear music. Or be prepared.

“We like to make sure the audience is listening,” the 26-year-old New York native says. “If they’re not, then I have a whole boatload of tricks to make them listen to me.”

He’s not kidding. Shukoff is the type of person who holds onto his beliefs, even if they backfire now and then.

“It runs into problems sometimes,” he admits, “because I’ll see someone scowling, and I’ll notice it and I’ll start talking to them, and I’ll ask them, I’ll literally ask them what’s going on. ‘How you doing? What’s going on? Did you have a bad day?'”

Typically such audience participation gets the crowd rolling. That is, unless an audience member can’t participate.

“There was this one guy scowling” Shukoff says, “and I started singing about how that guy was scowling. I start singing about how he looks like he would be good at golf (and how) he looked a little bit like Jack Nicklaus. And he didn’t react to it at all.

“And I was like, ‘Why don’t you like talking to me? I bet you’re good at golf, and I bet you’re pissed off because you’re not good at golf, and that’s why you don’t want to talk.’ Still really no reaction!”

Finally Shukoff unplugs his guitar, walks up to the scowling man and his lady friend and tries to reason with the guy. As the couple stormed out the door, it hit him: The man was deaf.

“Whatever. It happens sometimes. All in all, though, it seems like audiences appreciate it.”

The best thing about it, no matter how vulgar he sounds and no matter how many people he offends (not all that many, actually), Shukoff gets away with it. Just look at him: He’s the most personable guy you’ll ever meet.

"I just want to make a living, honestly," he says. "I like what I’m doing. I want to make a little bit of money, and I want to take that money and I want to make a decent life with it." - Beep Central - 2006

Beware the joke band. Unless they're the rare beasts who combine senses of humor with massive musical chops (Frank Zappa, basically), the chuckles will eventually wear off, leaving you with a dusty CD on the shelf. When was the last time you gave that Tenacious D disc a spin?
But hey, I'm not asking you to hunt down rare Nice Peter singles or anything. Just go check them out at Fred's this Friday. You'll laugh, and isn't that enough? The band's "Spanglish," an ode to a Mexican counter girl, gets plenty of mileage out of the small scraps of Spanish we all know, and "Bush Song" is refreshingly non-strident: "Mister President of the United States/You are fucking up these days."
Musically, Nice Peter comes off like Tenacious D on a Weezer kick, but, really, that's not the point. They're funny -- and right now, that'll do.
- Riverfront Times - St Louis 2005

After Hours Chicago
Nice Peter's got a twisted streak
If no one who reads that has heard of Nice Peter, then it's time to recognize. A while ago I posted about the Green Mill and the various bands that come through, specializing in humorous songs. I thought they were good until a friend of mine told me about Peter.
Nice Peter is a one-man band (although it wasn't always that way), consisting solely of Pete Shukoff. Trained at Improv Olympic here in Chicago, Peter has put his talents to good use by incorporating it into a live musical act. What I find astounding about him is that he has a bank of songs that are pre-written but can make up songs on the spot as well, and they're pretty darn good.

Saturday night said friend that made me listen to Peter had a birthday so we decided to hang out. Lo and behold, Nice Peter was playing at the Cubby Bear that night so it seemed appropriate to go see him. Unfortunately, a few of us got sidetracked and didn't even make it out until he had already started. Then, since we had already had a few drinks, decided we didn't really want to be there and we all headed back to the house to have some birthday champagne, cake, and watch random Nick at Nite shows. I swear that had no reflection on the quality of Nice Peter's show - he is fantastic. - AfterHours Chicago

Perfect Porridge
Songs for Moms - CD Review
Try not to pee. It's Weezer meets Tenacious D; it's Weird Al meets Adam Sandler; but it's funnier than all of that, because it's Pete Shukoff (aka Nice Peter) -- and he's a real life dude from Chicago writing instant classics like "Make Up Sex" on his album, Songs for Moms.
But before you read any further, go check out the "Bush Song" music video at nicepeter.com. Complete with puppets, Hitler and Batman. Seriously - this guy is intense in his hilarity.
With that said, if you like a good pop song with hilarious, quirky, and often dirty lyrics, you're going to love Nice Peter. Trained at the Improv Olympic in Chicago, Nice Peter not only has an incredible musical comedy album here, his interactive, spontaneous live shows are rumored to be that perfect blend of humor and tunage.
With acoustic songs on topics ranging from love, sex, hatred and pop culture, you can only imagine how funny these songs would be live after a beer or two. Favorites include the "True Gangster," "Right Hand," and the country classic, "I Quit, You Fat Mother Fucker". - Perfect Porridge

Nice Peter.

A Review By Dean from Australia.


I first discovered the Chicago singer/song writer Nice Peter about six months ago via the hugely popular internet talk radio show Red Bar Radio (www.redbarradio.com).

I have to say I was instantly hooked. Nice Peter is a guitarist and a damned fine one.

Playing a live set on Red Bar Radio at the time, I found Nice Peter's songs had the kind of radio friendly appeal one would expect from a high quality acoustic performer. They were a kind of a fusion of Ben Folds styled storytelling, later-era Beatles fluidity of music and the melodic enthusiasm of any one of a number of acoustic masters (The Black Crowes, The Eagles, America, Doobie Brothers etc...I could go on...and I will...Jose Feliciano, John Mayer...okay - that's enough now).





Nice Peter's style also has an infinitely interesting quality to it. For a devotee of the guitar, I rejoice in an artist who effortlessly melds the sharps, the minors and the flats into a piece to create a really interesting listen. Nice Peter achieves this as though he has been doing it since he was getting around in diapers...and I'm sure he has.

But of all the qualities of Nice Peter's music that endear me so much to him it have to be that, at their core, they are funny...

...Fucking funny.

I remember not long after listening to that first live set from Red Bar Radio (www.redbarradio.com) I was driving along in my work car listening back to the podcast. It was a beautiful sunny day; I rolled the windows down and rested my elbow on the open window as a particularly funky Nice Peter tune came on. Gutsy guitar, funky drum beat, full of energy. The lyrics began in his signature harmonies...And as I pulled up to a traffic light waiting for the red to turn green I was right into it. A couple of chicks in a convertible across from me were glaring at me with stupid smiles on their faces and I looked across at them, flipping a wave and not having a care in the world. Then the song kicked into the high gear chorus...

..."It's Time To Be Gay!!!"

I guess there was about a milli-second of embarrassment which drew giggles from the two across from me, but then I thought "fuck it!" and continued bopping along like an idiot. It's that infectious.





Following the death of Alistair Cooke in (I think) 2005, whose popular "Postcard From America" I listened to regularly via BBC World Service, I lamented the passing of a man whose surprising affection for such a controversial nation rubbed off me. I can't explain my own affection for this country and its people given that many of my friends and family just can't fucking stand the place.

But I love this country and its people.

I first entered Nice Peter's catalog with 2007's "Suburban Highschool" a collection of 11 tunes beginning with a kind of electric bluegrass number called "White Trash Woman" which pays (out) homage to one of America's staples of ridicule - the white, trailer park, Jerry Springer loving, welfare dependant, female mullet hair-do adorning female with a dozen kids by two dozen different fathers.

It progresses through the album's title track "Suburban Highschool", a quiet, reflective piece about the American Highschool experience in this post 9/11/Columbine world told through the eyes of a couple of impressionable young American's - a young white girl (not quite trailer park) and a young African/American boy. It explores the socio-economic class divide in new millennium American, the culture of drugs in high school and to a lesser extent, the dysfunction of high school culture where social standing among one's peers has outstripped the importance of getting an education.

The track I mentioned earlier, "It's Time To Be Gay" is, what I can only regard as an affectionate celebration of just that, being gay. The whole time I was listening to this song I couldn't help but think of the Queer Eye For The Straight Guy team and their exuberant charter of styling up the beautiful heterosexual men of the world - getting them into snappy clothes, helping them to appreciate fine dining and interior decorating encouraging them to simply give a shit about their appearance. I truly believe that this song should be the gay anthem for every gay bar around the world. It is infectious as it is disarming. It says to the world "Be Yourself, Love Yourself and Love Your Life" I'm not sure if Nice Peter was intentionally trying to convey that message when he conceived of this song, but to my mind he certainly achieved it. I'm as hetero as the next man but I can't help but enjoy the hell out of this song.

"Dude I'm So High" is just plain silly. A song about simply "getting high", Nice Peter crafted this one, I'm told, very quickly - but it works wonderfully as a simply silly ditty about smoking a joint, enjoying a beautiful day with your stoner friends and just getting off on life. It's surprisingly effective, performed with such exuberance that its positivity is just plain infectious. And again, I'm not advocating drugs or their use but why Judge Apatow did not discover and use Nice Peter's music for the movie "Knocked Up" is a travesty and complaints and appeals should be made.

The album "Suburban Highschool", as well as working as a piece of pure comedy, also touches something much deeper. It is a sociological observation of the American condition as it stands right now - post 9/11, in an era of significant change in the economic culture where conglomerates are taking over the once proud bastions of the "Mom and Pop" small businesses (as exemplified in the gutsy "Fuck Guitar Center") and in the social culture of the American youth where futures are as clouded as the McDonalds thick shake. Nice Peter, perhaps unwittingly, crafted in "Suburban Highschool" a glaringly honest look at society and encouraged it to laugh out loud at the absurdity of it all.

Nice Peter's new album "Songs About People" continues in a similar vein. It again, displays a devoted affection to dysfunctional Americana ("I Fell Asleep On Her Boobs", "Friends", "Put Your (Fucking) Coat On" and "Porn Star") but also transcends this to prick our conscience with surprisingly emotional pieces such as "Radical Muslim Pen pal" This track in particular compares a young Islamic radical "across the sea" to a similarly extremist Tennessee Christian whose devotion to Britney Spears collides with his (or her) hatred of gays and his (or her) unflinching support of a war in which his (or her) brother is off fighting in despite the very real possibility that he might be killed. The powerful coda to this piece suggests that the differences between these two radicals are so miniscule as to be nonexistent - therefore should we encourage them to find common ground before they kill each other.

The amazing thing about "Songs About People" is that Nice Peter conceived, performed and produced this album almost entirely alone. The Guitar, the drums, the piano, the incredible back ground vocals (as exemplified in an almost Lion King theatrical splendor on track 1 "I Fell Asleep On Her Boobs") are all performed, with a couple of minor exceptions by Nice Peter himself. The production quality is amazing - helped in part by the incredible tools available to computer savvy artists today - and rivals anything that could be similarly produced by a major studio. It is a testament to the ingenuity, the creativity and the enthusiasm of Nice Peter. "Songs About People" in an album that Nice Peter deserves to be proud of. It is a triumph.

In an era where the grip of the major record labels on the market is slipping faster than a white trash woman's panties at a sex party, the accessibility of Nice Peter's music - for those consumers who are looking to completely bypass the industry and ensure that every cent of their hard earned cash goes directly to the artist - is significant. I have purchased almost all of Nice Peter's music directly from his site (www.nicepeter.com). Given that I reside in Australia that is a huge deal. And not only do I find the accessibility appealing I also rejoice the fact that, for 10 bucks, I get a fantastic collection of songs that are blisteringly funny, surprisingly poignant and above all refreshingly positive. All emerging artists need this kind of portal to promote themselves so effectively and as a newly minted fan of Nice Peter I feel it is my responsibility to give this guy as much reinforcement as I can.





In many ways Nice Peter along with Red Bar Radio (www.redbarradio.com) has filled the void that was left when Alistair Cooke died.

Check him out at www.nicepeter.com and also via his regular stickam show at www.../profile/nicepeter

In a word...Nice Peter is a revelation.

- Dean Mayes

Nice Peter sticks it to 50 Cent at the High Noon
Chicago songwriter brings his gleeful wit to Madison
Bob Koch on Sunday 09/30/2007 4:27 pm , (2) Recommendations

Nice Peter: 'The side of myself that I present onstage is an exaggeration. If I behaved that way in public, I'd get in a lot of trouble. But onstage, the crowd really loves it when I lay into someone. My favorite victims are the ones who aren't listening.

Chicagoan Pete Shukoff, a.k.a. Nice Peter, possesses a rare talent -- the ability to write funny songs that don't grow stale on repeated listens. His clever lyrics and simple yet catchy tunes have a way of sticking around in one's brain.

Unlike many funny songwriters, though, Shukoff is not very kid-friendly. With the wicked wit of Tom Lehrer and the vocabulary of George Carlin, Shukoff has earned YouTube notoriety (and the ire of hip-hop fans) for the gleefully un-PC wordplay of songs such as "50 Cent Is a Pussy" and "Fuck Guitar Center".

Shukoff, currently touring in support of his new studio album Suburban Highschool, recently answered a few questions via e-mail.


The Daily Page: How long have you been playing shows as Nice Peter?
Nice Peter: I've been playing shows with this style and material since 2002. I started out solo, just under my name, Pete Shukoff, and picked up a drummer, who told me she liked my shit, and then a bass player, who told me I needed a bass player. The three of us were trying to figure out a name, when the host at a hip-hop open mic called me Nice Pete, by accident. He usually called me Pete Nice, a rapper from the '80s.

I thought the name was catchy, a bit naughty, and nobody had the URL, so it stuck. I have since lost the bass player and drummer, and four other drummers, but I'm keeping the name, 'cause I've got too many T-shirts already made.


Will there be a drummer along on the current tour?
No. The drummer and I were dating for four years, I flipped out, broke up, moved out, and now I'm hitting the road solo. It's some sort of mid-career crisis. Playing with a drummer was great, it rocked, but it made me a bit lazy.

Holding a crowd on your own is tough work, and I used to work very hard at it. Over the years with the three-piece and the drummer, I lost a little bit of my connection with the audience. Now it's back to just me and them, at least for this tour. I'm playing something called the Wazinator -- basically a hollow piece of mahogany with a bass pickup in it. It works like a kick drum to give some songs a little groove.


Are you ever confronted by listeners who are angry about your songs after a show (besides the angry 50 Cent fans)?
Yes. Sometimes, I'm the first to go apologize to some guy I made fun of. Just last night in Buffalo, N.Y., I walked right off the stage and told a guy, "I'm sorry, I know you didn't mean 'white power' and those pants aren't really that bad." He took it pretty well.

The side of myself that I present onstage is an exaggeration. If I behaved that way in public, I'd get in a lot of trouble. But onstage, the crowd really loves it when I lay into someone. My favorite victims are the ones who aren't listening.

I'll sing about them until the crowd around them realizes it, then their table, then their friend and then finally, there is a hilarious reveal when it dawns on them that the girl with the Peach Tank Top in the chorus of the song is her.

One time, in Mankato, Minn., I sang a song called "157" for this big angry meathead who told he didn't spend three dollars at the door to see some guy stop after two hours. "157" is basically me counting from 1 to 157 in a big, long song. It's my best response to an audience that is asking for more long past the prime time. In this version, I sang 157 sprinkled with 15 or so references to how I was going to kick his big meathead ass. I don't even weigh 157 pounds, I wasn't going to kick anyone's ass, but I was counting on the rest of the crowd to laugh, and make the situation comical, so I didn't get punched.

At another show, I was singing to a man who looked exactly like Jack Nicholson [or Nicklaus], the golfer. I told him so. The rest of the crowd laughed, he didn't even grin.

I sang something to the effect of, "Fine ... I didn't want to talk to you anyway, and your golfing video game for the original Nintendo sucked anyway."

I thought for sure he would chuckle, but I got nothing. I let it go, but kept coming back to him in the next few songs.

Finally, after he was really giving me no reaction at all, I climbed off stage and started singing right to his table. I just thought he was being bad-ass, didn't want to have fun in front of his date, or admit that this idiot onstage was even mildly amusing.

After he and his date stormed out and left, someone broke it to me, he was deaf. Ouch.


How often do you improvise a song on stage... and do any of those songs go on to become regular set list material?
I improvise during every show. It keeps me sane, as I've played some of these songs so many times, I have to do something to keep the show fresh. I like the audience to realize that we're all really here at this moment together. And yes, that man weighs at least 400 pounds, and he is wearing a T-shirt with the old Soviet Union flag.

There are some fans who will request improv songs from some of my live albums, but I try not to play them. It's a little sad to me. I work very hard to make catchy comedy rock songs that don't get annoying, and then some guy will beg me to play that song I made up in five minutes onstage about some stupid girl on her cell phone.


You've mentioned the idea of doing a kid-friendly version of your show... is that still something you're considering?
I've always loved playing for kids. They are just fucking fantastic. But that's my problem, I love to use swear words too.

It is definitely something I would like to do sometime, probably in the form of an album. Nice Peter presents: Music for your kids that will not drive you out of your mind.

Might be easier said than done. I've already started writing a few songs, “Awesome Socks” and “Me and My Mom Today.”


How do audiences in the U.K. react to your music? Do the American pop culture references translate?
Oh man. The U.K. is so awesome. They react like people who actually listen and give a shit. One of my favorite U.K. gig moments was a guy listening to my whole set, coming up afterward, buying me a beer and then telling me he didn't like my music. People in the US just stop listening, they play pool, or talk, or leave.

Over there, first of all, they don't ask you to play more than 45 minutes, and they listen and respect you simply because you are playing music. It's just different, hard to explain, but I love it.

As for pop culture, I have to change a few things here and there, or explain them, but for the most part, the world is so covered in the U.S. mass-media vomit, they understand most things.

What is always funny is sorting through and singing about their specific pop culture icons. They have this socio-economic class called "Chavs" -- they are a fucking mystery. Kind of a blend of white trash and gangsta, they all wear the exact same kind of clothes, like a uniform.

Track pants tucked into socks. I'm serious. I sing about them every time. They're also known for their violent, quick reactions, so that might backfire on me.

But so far, no 50 Cent shootings, and no Chav stabbings (not so many guns in the U.K., they'll just punch you)!


Nice Peter will be bringing his guitar back to the High Noon Saloon on Tuesday, October 2, for a 6:30 p.m. performance with Madison rockers The August Teens. The show is 18+, and the cover is a mere $5. - Isthmus Madison

12/06/06 Exclusive: Rock Group Nice Peter Explains Song '50 Cent Is A P***y'

As the feuds in Hip-Hop seem to be at an all-time high, rock band Nice Peter is currently raising eyebrows because of choice words aimed at superstar rapper 50 Cent in their new song, “50 Cent is a P***y.”

In the lighthearted single, the rock band takes jabs at 50 Cent with lyrics like, “Straight from the streets to the limousine, started off with just his bullet holes and a big dream/ hooked up with Eminem and Dr. Dre, now he’s gotta his own f**king video game. Yeah, b***h what, I’m calling you out/ you’re about as gangster as the chick from No Doubt.”

Consisting of lead singer and acoustic guitarist Pete Shukoff and drummer Kristen Regester, the two-piece band from Chicago insists that their new song shouldn’t be taken too seriously.

“The point of the song was just that, I think I was listening to an interview about him and he had just come out with a CD, a movie and a video game all at the same time,” Shukoff told AllHipHop.com in an exclusive interview. “I think the thing that bothers me about 50 Cent is that I don’t think he is necessarily a positive image...[but] it’s a funny line between being serious and not being serious. ”

Ironically, Nice Peter is taking the same marketing approach that 50 Cent used for his debut album Power of the Dollar, which featured the funny, but abrasive single "How To Rob."

50 Cent's song, which was intended to be a lighthearted record, focused on stealing jewelry and money from various rappers and celebrities.

As a group, Nice Peter has toured internationally, performing various commentary songs with titles like "The Bush Song," "F**k Guitar Center," "Cell Phones," "Spanglish" and "Tru Gangster."

“We try and poke fun of things and maybe say some things and have some opinions,” Shukoff told AllHipHop.com. “I mean what I say in the song, but I don’t necessarily think 50 Cent is a p***y. I think if I met up with him in a bar, he’d take me out pretty quickly.”


Shukoff, 27, was trained at the famed Improv Olympic (iO) in Chicago. iO alumni include Mike Myers, Chris Farley, Vince Vaughn, Andy Dick and other famous comedians.

He said the feedback the group has received from "50 Cent is a P***y" has been positive.

Nice Peter is currently working on a yet untitled LP, which is scheduled to hit store sometime next year.

allhiphop - allhiphop.com