Fred Fly was hatched mid-concert at the Hollywood Bowl in 2012, inspiring his love for musical crescendos as he soars through twilight smog and misty, moonlit skies. He loves fine dining, blondes, and has a fun disposition. He is highly intelligent, speaks several languages, and true to his nature, chases anything that tries to avoid him. Unlike other Musca domestica, Fred has managed to live infinitely—largely because he spent over a decade safely vaulted inside a Hollywood time capsule, and pa...
Fred Fly was hatched mid-concert at the Hollywood Bowl in 2012, inspiring his love for musical crescendos as he soars through twilight smog and misty, moonlit skies. He loves fine dining, blondes, and has a fun disposition. He is highly intelligent, speaks several languages, and true to his nature, chases anything that tries to avoid him. Unlike other Musca domestica, Fred has managed to live infinitely—largely because he spent over a decade safely vaulted inside a Hollywood time capsule, and partly due to a strict no-swat clause in his contract. Much like the indie film he stars in, Fred is incredibly short—though his massive ego easily commands the screen in Andrea Speyer’s comedy-mystery short film, The Motel Sunset.
Fred Fly was hatched mid-concert at the Hollywood Bowl in 2012, inspiring his love for musical crescendos as he soars through twilight smog and misty, moonlit skies. He loves fine dining, blondes, and has a fun disposition. He is highly intelligent, speaks several languages, and true to his nature, chases anything that tries to avoid him. Unlike other Musca domestica, Fred has managed to live infinitely—largely because he spent over a decade safely vaulted inside a Hollywood time capsule, and partly due to a strict no-swat clause in his contract. Much like the indie film he stars in, Fred is incredibly short—though his massive ego easily commands the screen in Andrea Speyer’s comedy-mystery short film, The Motel Sunset.
