Published May 01, 2000Who are you?
Alice Nutter, Chumbawamba
What are you up to?
Just had a baby, Mae Rose (I'd be a sad fuck if she was ¡§a project¡¨). We're releasing an album WYSIWYG (What You See Is What You Get)
Hometown and current HQ:
Leeds, West Yorkshire, England
That's not in Ireland. When we were in the U.S. people kept asking us if we were from Ireland, because we don't speak the Queen's.
Watching: Ali G, Mark Thomas, Chris Morris o all British comedians but none of them tell jokes. Listening: Moby, Asian Dub Foundation, Nina Simone. Reading: The Firm, Jake Arnott o gay gangsters ruling the East End with a combination of violence, sharp suits and show business pizzazz. Eating: anything you can make with one hand whilst holding a baby. Usually a biscuit.
Mind altering work of art:
Scorcese's Goodfellas. Kurasawa's Seven Samurai. Sex Pistol's Never Mind The Bollocks. Crass, Stations of The Crass. Bill Hick's comedy
Most memorable/inspirational gig? And why?
First Crass gig I ever went to in 1980 because they'd taken all the tricks the fascists used in the rallies of the '30s o red, black and white banners, films, group all dressed in black etc. etc. and subverted them to far less evil ends. They were a very clever bunch of people. I was so impressed that I left my leather jacket in the cloakroom hoping someone would nick it. Because it was a Crass gig nobody did.
What should everyone shut up about?
Your greatest strength/weakness:
Your vital daily ritual
mascara for me and clean nappies for Mae
I'm breast-feeding so the illegal things I like are on hold right now.
If I wasn't playing music I would be...
Driving a bus
Your most memorable day job:
Pretending I could paint and being faced with 1200 figurines on which I was supposed to paint the faces.
Best/worst advice received:
Don't respect authority just because it's there. There's plenty more fish in the sea.
I would drop everything to play a benefit for...
A naked mud wrestling match to the death between Rush Limbaugh and a Conservative British politician called Ann Widdecombe. What a pair of evil, self-serving bastards.
What makes you want to take it off and get it on?
¡§Find My Baby,¡¨ Moby. The Slits. Reading Susie Bright
What personal trait would make you kick someone out of your band and/or bed? And have you?
To get kicked out of Chumbawamba it would have to be something very, very extreme, like chopping a foot off another band member and refusing to apologise. We've lasted such a long time and are such very good friends because we're all prepared to persevere with each other. To get kicked out of my bed all you have to do is: wear aftershave, talk shite, call me baby, have a hairy back, keep mentioning Chumbawamba. And yes I have.
When I think of Canada I think:
Music and sex: Is there a difference? Why?
You don't have to wash after playing music.
Strangest brush with celebrity:
I haven't got a celebrity anecdote. I've met a lot of famous self-obsessed wankers, but they were all boring. Does that count?
What does your mom wish you were doing instead?
Building a granny flat at the end of my garden for her.