Shannon McArthur

Shannon McArthur


Acoustic Pop Singer and Songwriter Shannon McArthur


So I spent the past half hour trying to find someone who could write a bio for me before the midnight deadline and had absolutely no luck so you’re gonna get the “auto-bio” from the man himself. I, Shannon McArthur, grew up in Charlotte, North Carolina in a family of four brothers. I spent the first half of my life following in the shadow of my older brother, in hope that one day I might find a sport that I was good at. After trying absolutely every sport, including even the most obscure one such as roller-hockey and mountain biking, I finally decided that sports might not be my forte. It wasn’t till the Spring of my fifth grade year that I decided “Maybe I’m not cut out to be a football player” (football was my focus of the time, it changed about every week) and it was time to try something else.
At lunch I found out who the band teacher was and then spent the longest two hours ever waiting for the bell to ring. Upon hearing it, I ran to the band room and begged Mr. Humphries to let me play trumpet (my dad had one I could borrow) in the Junior High Band. He told me I would be behind considering that everyone else had been playing all year, but I convinced him to give me afterschool lessons so that I could catch up. Agreeing to it, he soon found it to have been a good decision; for by the end of the year, I had earned first chair in trumpet. Though I was so excited to finally find something that I was actually good at, my trumpet career was soon destroyed by every Junior High boy’s worst nightmare: braces.
Fortunately, I had picked up the guitar by that time so it naturally took the lead in instruments. I remember my mom had rented me a Peavey guitar, but then I came home one day from school and it was gone. At this point there was only one thing to do: I broke open my piggy bank and took out $200, and begged my mom to drive me to Reliable Music. I bought the Squire Strat Pack, which was great because it had everything all in one box. I loved the Squire and used to spend every afternoon jumping on my bed and looking at myself in the mirror while I played by favorite Greenday song for that week. This paved the way for an exciting Junior High and High School career of punk and emotional rock bands.
I probably had about four of five different bands total that I played in throughout high school. Each time I played a show I thought “This is it. I’m gonna be big. TRL!” It never really happed and I was getting a bit frustrated with my “rocker” career by the time I had graduated, but the one day I was messing around on my acoustic guitar and things started to fall into place. I didn’t really like my acoustic and hardly ever played it because I thought it made me look like a “wussie”, but that day, it took on a whole new meaning. My mom and I were about to go eat at Brixx Pizza and I was working on some song that had straight rock chords, but then I decided to change it up. In addition to straying from my usual rock strumming pattern, I strayed from my usual yelling and started actually singing. I was so excited that I could hardly engage in any conversation with my mom, even though we were at my favorite restaurant. Right when we got home, I went straight to my basement and recorded “Don’t Say” the first acoustic song I ever released.
Coming to college, music got even more exciting. I lived in Ehringhaus dorm, which was divided into suites of four rooms with one bathroom and a main hall. I’m sure all my suitemates hated me because every day after class, I would close every door in the suite and play in the hall so that I could benefit from the best acoustics. People from the study lounges weren’t huge on me either because I used to find an empty lounge and then load all my recording stuff into so that I could get my newest song “on wax”. Apparently those rooms were not open to musicians.
My sophomore year, I was sad to leave the “personal auditorium” I had in my suite, but I was able to replace it with the bathroom at the frat house, which I soon came to find even better. It was the summer after when I started to realize that I might want to pursue music seriously. I had just gotten into the UNC Kenan-Flagler Business School, but despite its prestige, business simply could not compare to music. Over Christmas break of my junior year at UNC, my parents had been getting on my case about finding a job and I was having no luck. Then I finally decided to take action. I was walking to my car after sitting at some office listening to some guy tell me about why I wasn’t good enough to be an intern and then I decided, “screw this, I don’t wanna be an intern anyway”. The next day, I woke up and drove eight hours to Nashville, where I received two contract offers regarding my music. Upon arriving home, I’m not sure what my parents found more surprising: the hype of my music in Nashville or simply the fact that I actually made it there and back with my bad driving skills. I finished out the year “throwing down” reco


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Set List

1 hour sets with a mix of original and cover tunes