The only thing that’s more fun than watching a Supersuckers show is talking to the band’s singer, Eddie Spaghetti. This is a man who’s not afraid to say what’s on his mind. Spaghetti and his fellow Seattle band mates are currently walking the Earth to support their fine new album, Sacrilicious, and have recently made a band-member change: Guitarist Rick Sims has been replaced by original guitarist Ron Heathman. Spaghetti recently took time off for a candid chat about drugs, Hootie and bodily functions. “The more embarrassing things I get out in the press, the harder it is for anyone to have anything on me,” he notes wisely.
What’s the funniest thing you’ve ever read about the band?
I tend to like the uneducated articles that actually believe we’re devil worshipers or that we couldn’t think our way out of a paper bag. The only thing that really hurts are the bad reviews of the record. What are they trying to do, make me cry?
You cry enough.
I’m a sensitive guy! Nyuck, nyuck!
You played at Farm Aid. What’s up with that? I was surprised.
Oh, who wasn’t? So we’re there, and first they tell me “I’ve got to do this press conference. So I’m sitting at this panel with all these flashbulbs going off, just like in the movies. And Willie’s there, Neil Young’s there, Hootie’s there, and the Blowfish, just these high-profile artists. And we’re the Supersuckers! Hi! I didn’t know what to say.
What did they want you to say? The destruction of the family farm and all that?
Well, that’s what I was worried about. Because, you know, as sorry as I am for the plight of the family farmer, I don’t know jack about it.
You played with Willie Nelson, right?
Here’s a good story. So he’s up there onstage with Hootie.
Well, he got up there and dinked around with a couple of the bands. So he’s up there with Hootie, and we went to go to his bus to have a smoky treat with Willie. Then we saw him on the big screen at the end of the stadium with Hootie. So there are some people fumbling around on his mike, and he’s kinda just standing there. We go on the bus half an hour later, and we’re asking him, “Were there problems with your guitar?” And as we were having a big fat smoky treat with him, he says, “No, I think they were just checking my mike to see if it was working, because I wasn’t playing anything! It was working fine! I just wasn’t!” That’s a revelation: Willie admitting that he wasn’t doing jack!
Why have Hootie sold 20 million records?
I don’t know. There must be a lot of fraternity guys out there.
What’s their retribution in hell?
Maybe they’re going to have to listen to their own records over and over again.
The song “Marie” off your new album is very affecting.
I’m uncomfortable with making it a single. This is a song about our old lead singer, who was my best friend all through high school. We all wound up moving to Seattle and doing drugs, and most of us realized it was stupid. He was one of the ones who didn’t, so he moved back to Tucson [Ariz.] and continued doing drugs until they killed him, of course. I’ve never made amends with his mom, and the song “Marie” that’s his mom is kind of a communication to her, mostly because I haven’t had the balls to call her. I heard that I was, in her mind, one of the primary reasons why he died: “If it wasn’t for Eddie, dot dot dot.” So this song is about that.
What’s the worst advice your daddy ever gave you?
Well, he used to think I was gay, so he would try to tell me, “Come on, Eddie, date as many women as you can! Get as many as you can! You’ll figure it out, son!”
What’s the best celebrity rumor you’ve ever heard? Mine is that a certain musician dumps in her drawers before shows because of nerves.
I’ve crapped in my pants before we played one time. I did. I thought I was just gonna fart I was moonlighting in this other band in Seattle, and I was drinking at a bar, and I was already late for a show. I used to play this game to see how drunk I could get and still play guitar. And I was walking over, and I thought I was just gonna pass the gas. But something happened. I had to play the show with poopy pants.
What’s the worst song in the world?
[Immediately]”American Pie,” by Don McLean. It’s nine minutes of pure hell.
A good hangover cure?
The best hangover cure is about 2,500 mg of ibuprofen, about five bongs and lots of sleep. And eat a big cheesy something or other. It gets in there, and it moves everything right on through.
What’s your favorite situation to smoke weed in?
I’m a 24-seven kind of guy. In the morning is my favorite time, though although my girlfriend gets mad at me, because if “I’m on tour, and I get stoned, I forget to call.
All right, give me a nasty, stomach-turning van-travel story.
Our guitarist Dan Bolton has this little thing that he likes to do where he likes to drink and drink and drink and drink. And after that, he likes to drink some more. After a few days of this, his body starts doing what we call Bolton’s Decomposition. He lies in the back for a really long time and just starts rotting. And when he gets up, he leaves behind this long stain of I don’t know what. It’s urea colored. He gets up from this combination of hibernating and just … dying, and he’s fit as a fiddle. Good to go again.
What would you put in the Rock & Roll Hall of Fame to represent the Supersuckers?
Oh, an eternal flame.