Nashville Pussy

TVT

With the thunderous roar of a trashed Chevy V-8, Nashville Pussy blasts into its second full-length album espousing the same philosophy that’s endeared this fearsome foursome with … well, practically no one over the age of 30. (Remember when that used to mean something?) “Schools out, no more thinking/ Church is over, so let’s start drinking!” whiskey-rasps fat-ass frontman Blaine Cartwright on “Strutting Cock,” and from there, the fun never stops. Hot sluts Ruyter Suys and Corey Parks handle the respective lead and bass guitar chores—they’ve obviously spent way too much time smoking killer bud, listening to old Damned and Motörhead albums and playing with vibrators—while drummer Jeremy Parks throws all of his considerable beer gut into the mix. There’s only one place this can go, and 12 tracks and 36 minutes later, we’re there, scraping the meat off the highway with a razor blade. Fuckin’ A.