I saw a documentary on Metal Bands a couple of years back, one of the highlights was Janie Lane explaining where “Cherry Pie” came from:
“I hate that song. I had no intention of writing that song. The record was done. The record was called ‘Uncle Tom’s Cabin’. And Donny Inner [president of Columbia Records] called up and said, ‘I don’t hear the single. You gotta give me a f**king single like ‘Love in an Elevator’. I need something like that.’ So that night I wrote ‘Cherry Pie’. Sent it to him. He lived with it over the weekend. Then all of a sudden the album’s called ‘Cherry Pie’. The record’s called ‘Cherry Pie’. I’m doing cherry-pie-eating contests. The single’s ‘Cherry Pie’. Right? If I’m lying, I’m dying. And my legacy’s ‘Cherry Pie’. Everything about me is ‘Cherry Pie’. I’m the ‘Cherry Pie’ guy. I could shoot myself in the fucking head for writing that song.”
Yes, Cherry Pie sucks. Without Cherry Pie, however, we may have never heard “Uncle Tom’s Cabin” and Janie Lane would probably still be a mess but broke a lot sooner. I’m sure many wouldn’t mind becoming rich and famous off a cheesy song while also releasing and performing better material to a large audience.