Even in CD form, this boundary-crossing picture unravels to a gatefold alternate picture, and though Ruyter Suys and former bassist Corey Parks are pretty much covered down below, you get more than a glimpse of the goodies upwards, particularly Corey, who had quite the wild child reputation during her tenure in the band.
Does it seem impossible that a band called Nashville Pussy with such a perverted album cover could get a Best Metal Performance Grammy nomination in 1999 for the song "Fried Chicken and Coffee?" Believe it.
Eat my dust, or...
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