Needles

Thrasher Magazine, Oct, 2004 by Luda Crooks

SO CHECK IT OUT; are you tired of those bands that spend more time shopping and fixing their hair than playing rock? You know, the dudes that look like the Strokes and shit. Well, check out these broke-ass homies of mine from Wilmington, North Carolina; they're called the Needles. Crisp, loud and snotty is the way they play--hands down, left and right. So check them out and give 'era a chance. I wouldn't try to turn you on to some whack-ass shit. Serious. Put your trust in the Crooked Man. Peace.

So Gut, how's tour going for you?

Christopher Rochelle: Tour has been good. People in LA think we're the new Guns and Roses, only with worse attitudes. Plus we got some hot new Electric sunglasses, and Web took me to surf Trestles three days straight.

Is Mickey still alive, considering his drunken fall off a three-story building?

We think so. He met some chick whose dad has a Mayola milk route and we haven't seen him since. We picked up some straggler in Roswell. and he seems to do the trick. Plus he has this cool spiked belt that chicks really dig.

Gut, are you getting a chance to hit some spots on tour?

Gut: I hit my ass so hard I haven't shit for three days, but all of Chet's spots were straight on time.

You should get those other guys off their asses and skate.

None of those guys ever touch a skate, so what's the difference? Good request, though

So how long have you guys been playing?

Long enough for Charlie to have five illegitimate children

Favorite city?

Austin, at Emo's. We had some 63-year-old lady celebrating her birthday, and helped us kick the hell out of some methed-out punker.

What was your best show ever?

With Nebula on a couple of occasions.

Would you guys ever do a show with Too Short?

Hell yeah!

How about Elton John?

Eminem already copped that gig. But fuck it; name your time, Elton. We'll blow your Donald Duck suit-wearing-ass back across the pond.

Do you guys spend more time shopping for flair kits or jamming in the studio?

AAA, bro.

If you guys had a face off with the Wu Tang, do you think you could hang?

Do you mean a drug lace off or fighting? Drugs we could hang. We have no reason to fight the Wu, they are out' allies against corporate bullshit. Protect your neck. You gotta look after your motherfucking mutual funds, bitch.

How much shitty food have you had on tour?

None, we don't eat shitty food. Except Mick, he likes fish sticks and creamed corn and that shit don't float in the windy city.

Do you guys have girls creeping at your gigs?

G's up, ho's down.

Is the van going to make it home?

Hell no, but I got a gig bag full of light beer for the long jog.

How bad does that van reek?

The van is nothing. Mick's breath is so bad we look forward to his farts.

How broke are you guys?

We got two Playstations. I'm rich, bitch.

Favorite drink of the band?

Red wine and Coke. Anything that comes in a can resembling beer.

Next plans?

To be the all-being masters of all space and time. Then we want to go to Japan. Oh yeah, Preston is using some of our music in his new Thrasher video. We're stoked on that.

What's the most money you guys have made on tour?

Vegas. Hot hand Willy got us straight.

What's the least?

Eighty dollars and some cheap Mexican from our friend Tom the Trucker--and that was for a show six months ago.

It's a long way to the top if you want to rock and roll.

Not if you don't suck!