Pinky Beecroft of Machine Gun Fellatio: The My Big, Black Cock Interview
Posted in The Interviews. on January 19th, 2004 by Scott Crawford
Christ, there are a lot of people in this band, and I’ll totally fuck up the names if I even try to name them all: Pinky Beecroft (center, in pimp-tastic red track suit) and the rest of Machine Gun Fellatio, who are going to call me on being the right cunt that I am for not naming each of them individually. If I’m lucky, anyway. Oh, fine, fuck it, let’s have a go at this, and let them at least kill me for getting a name wrong: (from left to right) KK Juggy, Brian Ferrysexual, Three K, Pinky Beecroft, The Love Shark, Chit Chat Von Loopinstab, The Widow Jones. Fucking ‘ell.
I should totally be ashamed of myself. This has got to rank as one of the most slack interview procedures in the history of interviewing. Way back in October, Australian sleaze rock gods Machine Gun Fellatio came all the way around the world to get naked, take some drugs, and play a gig in…the upstairs room of a strip joint here in New York City (they also stopped in the UK and went on to California, but let’s not let that get in the way of good copy!). Plans were made at the time for singer/keyboardist/”cunt of the band” Pinky Beecroft and I to do an interview coinciding with the gig, which because of illness, I very sadly missed. Plans were adjusted for an email interview, and Pinky warned me in advance that I’d have to keep bugging him to remember it, because he’s a forgetful sort. So I did, and did so for a few months. During that time, Mr. Beecroft lost my questions at least once, apologized about twice as many times, and in a completely unrelated incident, his band opened for Robbie Williams and Duran Duran back home. Finally, about 2 weeks ago, Pinky delivered the goods: all my questions were answered, and the story was set. All I had to do was post them…a few days went by, a week, and now two weeks later, after my stellar attempt to look far less professional than my interview subject (who really was generous with his time) I’ve finally gotten off my ass to bring you all Pinky Beecroft: The My Big, Black Cock Interview. Thanks and apologies go out to Pinky and the rest of the MGF crew; hopefully, I’ll have the stamina for you kids next time you’re in the States, and I mean that in a few different ways, all of them good. You folks should check them out too if you haven’t already; they really need to be heard to be appreciated (and there are clips in the “Media” section of their site), as wordy, cunty little rock journalist descriptions of their sound do them no justice.
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