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'Pleased To Eat You' named one of CLASSIC ROCK'S TOP ALBUMS OF 2018

After two decades of refried, Tabasco sauce-marinated hillbilly rock'n'roll, we know what to expect from America's answer to Motörhead, and Pleased To Eat You ticks every box – salacious song titles, drug and booze references, high voltage riffs and energy levels to make AC/DC and Frantic Four-era Quo proud.

Southern boogie on steroids

For those of you unfamiliar with the sounds of Nashville Pussy, it could be described as Southern boogie on steroids (if you can imagine that), with lyrical content that at times makes Steel Panther look safe. The band was formed in 1997 and seventh studio album, “Pleased To Eat You”, is released prior to the band’s forthcoming UK tour this November. read more…

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more motorhead than motorhead

Even my mum wouldn’t fail to spot the entendre on “She Keeps Me Coming, And I Keep Coming Back” – the opening song on “Pleased To Eat You” – simply because there isn’t one to be fair. Instead, as Blaine Cartwright drawls over a rumble that is more Motorhead than Motorhead: “She makes God mad, he wants to fuck her so bad. She’s the best pussy that he’s never had.” read more…

Maximum Volume Magazine

WEED ANTHEMS: Nashville Pussy's 'I'm So High' voted Nr. 3!

Even my mum wouldn’t fail to spot the entendre on “She Keeps Me Coming, And I Keep Coming Back” – the opening song on “Pleased To Eat You” – simply because there isn’t one to be fair. Instead, as Blaine Cartwright drawls over a rumble that is more Motorhead than Motorhead: “She makes God mad, he wants to fuck her so bad. She’s the best pussy that he’s never had.” read more…

L.A. Weekly


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Nashville Pussy released their new album, “Pleased To Eat You”, on September 7 via earMUSIC.

Lemmy personally blessed Nashville Pussy calling them "America's last great rock 'n' roll band" — and Lemmy should know.

Formed in 1997, Nashville Pussy preached its sleazy gospel over the past couple of decades alongside MOTÖRHEAD in every rock outpost from Asia to Europe and back again.

Raised on a diet of Marshall stacks, Gibson Guitars, Jack Daniels, and weed, Nashville Pussy are the bastard offspring of foul-mouthed, demented hillbilly ice-cream man Blaine Cartwright and tractor-driving, nude art school model, and guitar prodigy Ruyter Suys. Nashville Pussy quickly gained a reputation for being like "AC/DC with a female Angus" in Ruyter's blues-meets-punk frenzied guitar solos and Blaine's hilarious "jailhouse nursery rhyme" lyrics.

The band's bass player — Bonnie "Bon" Buitrago — began as a teenage fan of the band sneaking into shows, determined to make the leap from audience member to member of the band by mastering her craft on bass. Atlanta native and ex-landscaper Ben Thomas on drums has quickly become known for his showmanship, precision, and all-around sensuality behind the kit.

"We are rock 'n' rolls' dirty little secret — blissfully outliving musical trends we never knew existed," says Suys. "More than ever, everyone needs to escape to a place where they can pretend they don't give a shit, let their hair down and get loud, sweaty and dirty. Nashville Pussy provides that unpretentious refuge. Everyone is welcome — just don't dress up 'cause it's gonna get messy."

The Gods of Rock smiled upon on Nashville Pussy in creating the band's brand new studio album, "Pleased To Eat You". Combining the talents of producer Daniel Rey (Ramones, White Zombie, Ronnie Spector and Raging Slab) and studio engineer David Barrick (Black Stone Cherry, The Kentucky Headhunters, Marshall Tucker Band), the band was fresh off an international tour and hungry for new songs to sink their teeth.

"Pleased To Eat You" is their seventh studio album and certainly another milestone recording by the band you'll need to share with your mom: Bourbon, BBQ, horse farms, good people, and a great fucking record. Seriously, you'll hardly find a band that manages to act so easy, so fast and yet so impulsive as Nashville Pussy — a band that is not shy about expressing opinions loud and clear.


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This shit ain't for pussies


Pleased To Eat You
Released: Sep 7, 2018
Label: earMUSIC

Ten Years Of Pussy!
Released: Sep 22, 2015
Label: SPV

Up The Dosage
Released: Jan 21, 2014
Label: SPV, Steamhammer

Live In Rennes
Released: Dec 8, 2010
Label: Slinging Pig

From Hell To Texas
Released: Feb 10, 2009
Label: SPV, Steamhammer

Live In Hollywood
Released: Sep 30. 2008
Label: MVD Visual

Get Some
Released: Sep 20, 2005
Label: SPV, Spitfire Records

Keep On F∗cking
Released: Dec 2, 2003
Label: MVD Visual

Say Something Nasty
Released: May 28, 2002
Label: Artemis Records

High As Hell
Released: May 30, 2000
Label: TVT

Let Them Eat Pussy
Released: Sep 1, 1998
Label: Mercury

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Label

France: Verycords verycords logo
verygroup.fr/verycords/

Rest of the world: earMUSIC earmusic logo
www.ear-music.net
Press: earmusic@edel.com

Booking

USA: Atomic Music Group - Scott Weiss
scott@atomicmusicgroup.com
EUROPE: Rage Tour
booking@ragetour.com
CANADA: Feldman Agency
chrisg@feldman-agency.com

Worldwide Management

The Artery Foundation, Jeff Keller
jeff@thearteryfoundation.com

Suppliers

Marshall Amplifiers − www.marshallamps.de/
Orange Amplifiers − www.orangeamps.com/
Natal Drums Ernie Ball Strings − www.ernieball.com/
Dunlop and Clayton Picks − www.steveclayton.com/
PigHog Cables − www.pighogcables.com/

Press


Nashville Pussy are the American Motörhead. If Lemmy was here, he’d tell you as much. Rising from the ashes of Kentucky-fried rural hardcore band Nine Pound Hammer in the late 1990s, the quartet exploded onto the underground rock scene and shattered every preconceived notion about how rock’n’roll was supposed to look, sound and act in the postgrunge era. They were like Chuck Berry with rabies, or maybe the Ramones zonked on moonshine and sunstroke. They were American werewolves on wheels who breathed fire, swapped spit and bludgeoned their audience with sex, sleaze and neck-snapping riffs. They were every teenage rock’n’roll dream brought to towering, terrifying life. That was 20 years ago, and since then they’ve never stopped, never faltered or even slowed down.
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For those of you unfamiliar with the sounds of Nashville Pussy, it could be described as Southern boogie on steroids (if you can imagine that), with lyrical content that at times makes Steel Panther look safe. The band was formed in 1997 and seventh studio album, “Pleased To Eat You”, is released prior to the band’s forthcoming UK tour this November.

Opening with the blatant “She Keeps Me Coming, And I Keep Coming Back” the track is straight in there and straight in your face, “Just Another White Boy” and “Drinking My Life Away” are like a dirtier AC/DC and “Woke Up This Morning” is as blues drenched as you would imagine.
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My mother, when she was alive, was probably the most naïve person on the planet. She never knowingly understood a double entendre. Here’s an example: We were watching a panel show on tv, the whole family in the living room about 20 years ago. One of the rounds was a connections round and upon its completion, mum says, to no one in particular: “I don’t get this. What is Barclays Bank rhyming slang for….?”

Dad, mate, this one is for you to explain, yeah?

Even my mum wouldn’t fail to spot the entendre on “She Keeps Me Coming, And I Keep Coming Back” – the opening song on “Pleased To Eat You” – simply because there isn’t one to be fair. Instead, as Blaine Cartwright drawls over a rumble that is more Motorhead than Motorhead: “She makes God mad, he wants to fuck her so bad. She’s the best pussy that he’s never had.”
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Nashville Pussy wouldn’t have it any other way. On Pleased to Eat You, their seventh studio album, these undisputed champions of “Raunch and Roll” from Atlanta, Georgia are giving their fans and those with sensible tastes everything they can handle. Basically, if there’s not something on this album that offends you, hypes you up or gets your juices flowing – head to the morgue ‘cause you’re dead.
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