Review: Nashville Pussy – Ten Years of Pussy (2015)

NASHVILLE-PUSSY-Ten-Years-Of-Pussy-2015 (taina)

 

Being a SouthernWoman, I naturally had to something so outrageously offensive as the name of this band and the album’s  title. I was al like, “Nashville Pussy eh? Let’s see if this band even knows a thing about pussy.”

As far as I can see, Nashville Pussy plays their instruments how I would think they play in bed. All about themselves. A group of show offs, according to their lyrics and their music, Nashville Pussy cares more about getting high and scoring pussy than they care about making legitimate music.

Even for the illegitimate, this is so self-centered and boisterous it’s bound to give nothing but headaches. Stinky, flashy, testosterone fueled, shake-n-bake injected mother fuckers. That’s what this music reminds me of. Simply a waste of space and time. Perhaps, if Nashville Pussy would quit thinking with their dicks and if they’d come down off that train ride, they could actually put that talent to good use and produce a decent album.

One would think that after Ten Years of Pussy, these guys would have grown up a little. I bet they wouldn’t know a thing about pleasing a pussy. Maybe they should have called themselves Nashville Dick. I think that’s far more fitting. Wow, you’d even think with a female in the band they’d know a little more. I guess she’s one of the poor women who walk around with numb vagina’s because the way she’s been getting fucked has to be painful. Or, she’d know a little better than to sacrifice her beautiful voice over something so stupid as this. I’m sorry guys, but this one is leaving me asking, “Really?”

 

5/10

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