he Little Cracked Egg recently sat down, in the bathroom of the Pink Pony coffee shop in NYC, with Heidi and Maria of Sit N' Spin, to hear all about their wacky summer tour.

Friday, July 24th
Pluto's, Pittsburg, PA

Heidi: We stayed up all night with the Mount Mckinnelys showing us a terrible video tape of their band. No, no, not the Mount Mckinnelys, they're not terrible. Their other band.

Maria: It was the first night and people actually offered us hard drugs. I mean the gratuitis marijuana is one thing, but this guy we were staying with offered us coke.

Heidi: He was quite a host. He had a giant bag of pot and all this coke, and he doesn't even do drugs. It's just because if he has company, you know, he wants to offer it to his guests.

Maria: Party favours.

Heidi: Which is pretty nice, but you know, it was like four in the morning, and who the hell wants to do coke with strangers at four in the morning when you're ready to go to bed.

Maria: And he made these wonderful drinks. They were like a Mudsling type of thing. These frozen drinks.

Heidi-Guitar, Vocals

Heidi: The sound man at Plutos in Pittsburg accused us of being the loudest band he's ever had at the club, and that we blew out hes speaker the last time we played there. And if we get any louder, he's gonna have to turn our amps and face them against the wall. This is Sit N' Spin we're talkin about here. We don't use Marshalls. We use little tiny Fender amps. The guy was a total retard. No offense to retards.

Saturday, July 25th
Saint Andrew's Hall, Detroit MI.

Heidi: It's kind of like Irving Plaza. It's Huge. Giant, giant club in Detroit. We went on first and had the best sound of any show... But no body was there cause we went on first.

We took a break when another shitty band was playing and we walked around Detroit, which was quite a treat. Wouldn't you say?

Maria: Yea. Basically you really have to time yourself when you leave some place or get out of your car. you're a walking target for any kind of woman anymosity.

Maria-Drums

Heidi: It was insane. I mean you think New York is so crowded and happening, but Detroit, there were a ton of people in the streets, on the sidewalk. And, like here in New York, this is an observation about Detroit, as a girl you get used to people looking at your ass and your tits right? You expect it. But in Detroit, they look at your CROTCH.

Maria: There's no protocol. Guys will not hesitate to come up to you and just stare at you. Even attempt to touch you.

Heidi: It's really disconcerting. Isn't that weird? And you hear people screaming shit out from cars like, "SUCK MY TWAT!", "YEA, YOU AIN'T WORTH IT!" Really crazy shit.

Maria: The Civil War re-enacter.

Heidi: Oh yes. In Detroit we stayed with this guy who said he had three beds and a fold out couch for us. He was a Civil War re-enacter. He had the bumper sticker on his car.

Maria: We thought he just bought the car that way.

Heidi: So we go to his house and he has the old guns and the old photos. And we were like, "What are we doing here?" He ends up sleeping on this old army cot that he uses for his re-enactment scenes. I had this fold out shitty bed. It definitely was not what it was cracked up to be. He said it was a great nice big place, but he just wanted to lure us back to his Civil War lair. But he had a pretty clean shower. Maybe we should rate the showers. The night before that, I slept downstairs and the other girls slept upstairs, and it was two different apartments. The guy whose apartment I slept in had a pretty clean shower, upstairs Mony said it was a really fowl shower. She saik it was one of those showers with a really slow drain, and it was filled with hair cause the guy was kind of balding. When it's your own hair it's ok, but...

Maria: It gave us a whole new understanding of a mans fear of balding.

Sunday, July 26th
The Big Horse, Chicago ILL.

Heidi: The next night was actually a secret show in Chicago. It was a Sunday night at The Big Horse, which is a taco stand in the front, and a small place where they have bands in the back. It's pretty obscure; run by Mexicans, and they make really good authentic Mexican food. So we did all of our Spanish songs there. They love "El Guapo". They were teaching us how to say "Las Chingonas", which means "F@$kin' A" supposedly, but then we tried it out in Puerto Rico and there it means "F@$k Me", and you shouldn't say that so...

Maria: We went under a different name there.

Heidi: Oh yea. We were Chicas Calientes. Hot Chicks. Hahaha.

Maria: Then we discovered that we lost our records. We had left them in Detroit, and here we were in Chicago. So we had to ring up our pal, the Civil war re-enactor, and he had to fed-x them.

Heidi: He was very chivelrous, and he did help us out, and he sent a little note with the records; "Babes, Here are the records. Good luck. Love you. Matt." And he left a message on Monica's phone machine; "This is Matt. Hope you got the records. Love you guys. Bye." Dude, this is creepy. And he's all over the internet, so he'll probably see this. He was very helpful...but weird. Matt, thank you.

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