Nashville Pussy Gets Down and Dirty

Known for their (literally) incendiary live shows, the provocatively named Nashville Pussy have built a name for themselves as raunchy, Southern-fried chroniclers of the perverse. Touring for their third album, Say Something Nasty, the band's upcoming show won't disappoint those who like hot babes who kick ass on guitar and make out with each other.

I put your new CD on last night and next thing I knew everyone went nuts.
My god! Our CD comes with Insta-Drunk©, like a mini-keg. We actually tried to package one album with a joint in it, and then we were down to putting a paper in it, like the Doobie Brothers and Cheech & Chong did. There are so many regulations now, you can't do shit! If we did that, our record label would have been busted for distribution. There's nothing cool we can do, so we were going to put a bunch of fake joints, and one real joint out of every ten.

How did you guys like playing the last time in Chico?
I'm trying to remember… I think it was pretty cool. It was fun. You're a bunch of crazy maniacs in that town! Some of us hooked up with some crazy rednecks and went out shooting guns. It's like our home away from home!

How's the response been for the new album?
It's been excellent. There's a universal language going on in that record that reminds everyone of AC/DC. We're all happy with it too, and as usual, your latest album is always your best. It sounds way better than anyone thought, because we cut it live with just a couple of overdubs, so we were all blown away.

Where was it recorded?
In an itty-bitty studio in Glasgow, in a county with no alcohol. It worked out perfect, 'cause we had the bootlegger's phone number. You prepare for it; you rock all day long and then it's two in the morning and you call the bootlegger and he brings your reward. Every other time we recorded was in Seattle, and I can't think of a more distracting town, except Vegas, maybe. There's nothing you can't have in that town! This time it was so boring we'd go to Wal-Mart twice a day…but it was fun, since it was perfect for focusing on our music. We were out in a field, playing baseball and squishing pennies on railroad tracks. You have to go out of your way to get drunk, and you can't even buy a Playboy there. It was a good town for feeling rebellious.

Give me a good story from the road.
Oh, god! One time in Austin, we were playing a packed house. There was a girl in the audience who was just dancing and lying on my monitor. After the show someone came up to me and said, "Did you see that chick in the front row getting fucked? That girl on your monitor had someone standing behind her who hiked up her skirt and was like fuckin' her through the show." I was like, "Whoa, I thought she was just having a good time!"

What's your favorite drink?
Pabst Blue Ribbon and kamikazes. The people who used to drink Heineken are no longer in the band.

What was it like when your song "Fried Chicken and Coffee" was nominated for a Grammy in the Best Metal Performance category?
It was really cool, but we definitely felt like the black sheep, which is pretty impressive, since Aerosmith was there. We looked more like a rock band than anybody there! Everyone was in tuxes and Gucci, and we were wearing leather. I wore an awesome Wonder Woman-meets-Evil Knievel leather outfit.

Who would you say are your kindred spirits?
Definitely Motörhead. We fit with those guys like gloves. We went out on the road with those guys, and we saw them be very standoffish with a lot of people. We hadn't seen that side of them, and we didn't know they were capable of that, because they were so fuckin' friendly all the time. We hung out on their bus, constantly, and didn't even know that we weren't allowed to be on there. By then we were practically living with them, though.

Do a lot of guys come onto you?
Yeah, I don't mind them trying, though. We've had guys saying that they'll take us to the best milkshake in the world. That usually works really good. The way to a woman's heart is through her stomach.

Where did you get your band's name?
We're named after something Ted Nugent says on the album Double Live Gonzo right before the song "Wang Dang Sweet Poontang." If you had that record when you were a kid, you would play it over and over and over again to hear when he would say "pussy," so we're honoring the spirit of Uncle Ted.

Have you gotten flak for the name?
Yeah, but it's all in America! [laughs] It's a big world out there, and they don't give a shit. The trouble we have gotten was really lame, like when a printing company didn't want to print the cover of our album. That got national attention and was written up in Billboard. We were out of the country at the time, and didn't even know that the record label couldn't get this printed up. Go somewhere that they print porno! It wasn't even shit on the cover; we had guys' heads between our legs. Why would you be offended by women getting their pussies eaten? Isn't that the American Dream?

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