Back in the UK!

We just got off the ferry from Calais and are en route to London. Dover's filthy chalk cliffs never looked better! The immigration guy had seen us play before in London and he gave me one of his picks. His band is called Die Fishboy! He told me to Youtube it!

We are back in the short bus and trying to sleep as much as we can today as last nights sleep was broken up by gear transfer and packing and moving into shorty here.

The tour is at the halfway mark.

R

Leaving the Continent ...

We are driving on the road to Calais, we switch from our huge double decker back to the short bus AND lose our incredible merch woman Anika from Holland. We are sad to lose her to Cradle of Filth. Then we start the UK part of the tour. I only hope we can downsize all our souvenirs to fit the new mini bus.

The last show on the continent was spectacular. We sold out the Astrolabe in Orleans and made Jean Juc proud. We drank the Nashville Pussy wine from Chris the wine man from Bordeaux with our new crew and old crew. It was delicious. It had our Jesus logo and Blaine's lyric on the label 'he walked on wine'. Fabulous! Stefane our old TM was back from Darfour where he worked with Doctors Without Borders, and Steven was there who did our sound for years and Remy for 10 years ago and Bertrand and on and on. I had the honour of giving away a Gibson SG on stage to a lucky winner. Nice fucking guitar too!

The show was very very good. It is a pity we have to leave France so soon. But London will be a nice reward! We have a lot to do in the UK. And most of it is eating!!! And rocking too.

Much love from the road!

Happy Easter

R

Portugal!

Hey everybody. We are in Portugal, just pulling into Lisbon. We had one of the best shows ever last night in Vigo Spain. The club was absolutley bizarre. No one had seen anything like it. Not only was the place huge but the stage must have been 15 feet in the air. We had to practically climb a ladder to get to the stage. The show wound up being absolutley packed and the audience was fantastic even though they were really far down there. The sound was incredible and both the Supersuckers and we had a ball. It was really like an indoor festival.

Since the bus fire the tour has been smooth sailing. Our new apology bus is a double decker so we have lots of room to spread out and drag friends along from town to town when we want.

All the shows have been pretty much sold out, even though most of our audience has been at the acdc show the day before. It seems we have been following acdc in both Switzerland and Spain. Our good buddy Norah from the band the Pleasure Fuckers In Madrid had a baby a year and a half ago. She named him Angus after Mr. Angus Young of course. Well she actually managed to bring her young Angus to meet and take a picture with Angus Young himself. Pretty damn cool. Big Angus wasn't actually that much bigger. A few people at our show brought pictures of Angus from the night before for me to see.

Hopefully tonight will rock as hard as last night but I don't know if that is possible. So far the city and weather is beautiful. We are surrounded by palm trees and the ocean right now. Last time we played here Blaine and I got food poisoning so I am sure this time will at least not result in us throwing up. Here's hoping!

See ya down the road

The Rules of Comedy, Explained by Example

Okay!! Day motherfucking one! Yee haw! Back in Europe, back in France!! Kick ass show in Strasbourg. Stellar audience! The Supersuckers rock, but have to cut their set short so Dan Bolton can go back to the airport to go through customs to get his luggage that the airline has lost. You would think the rock gods had their fun? No! We fall asleep on the bus to the whiskey laden dreams that is our vocation only to be awoken to the tune of 'FIRE!!! Everyone grab your passports and get off the bus!' We follow suit. Stood on the side of the road, somewhere between France and Switzerland watching the billows of smoke churn out the rear end of our fancy new bus. Luckily there was no actual flames, but enough smoking to cause us to stop tout de suit! A tourist bus full of children stopped for our sorry asses and kindly decided to drive us as far as the Swiss border where now, we wait. For what? We don't really know. A new bus has been dispached to transport our gear and hopefully pick us up as well, untill then Nashville Pussy has taken up residence at the French/Swiss border and will be sleeping on the curb until we are admited into the country, with guitars and vehicle. We remain, rocking, though mostly in spirit. A slightly smoke scented spirit, but rocking none the less! Excelsior!
At least the coffee and the company is good even if it is 5am dark, and busless. Hopefully tomorrow will be kinder.
Love and rock!
Ruyter and the pussies!

PostScript:
We are at the gig, new 'apology' bus coming with our merch and is currently stopped at the border about an hour and a half away. But we have our gear and our health and our awesome attitude! What caught on fire was actually the fucking motor so it's a good thing we got out when we did. All is fair in love and rock and roll.
Nuts
R and B

One From the Road

Hello babies!!! We are one hour away from the stage here in Paris. The Supersuckers should be going on any second now. So far so good. We got into Paris fine, easy flight then got promptly pulled over by Les Flics for driving a van painted flat black, evidently a non non en Paris. Once on our way we slept the first 12 hours easily.

Gibson has loaned us three new guitars 2 Les Paula and 1 SG. Ludwig has loaned Jeremy a flashy new kit. I'm rocking some cool new pants and we're playing at least 6 new songs. We're traveling in a smaller bus, the 'short bus' as we call it. Pretty styling, DVD players in every bunk and a hard drive with 200 glorious time wasters or movies you may call them. We have a new crew too, three Brits and a Canuck to keep me company. They all seem real hung ho.

Today we did a shitload of interviews, including Rock Hard, Extreme Guitar and Batterié, the drum magazine. We also did an TV interview that 2 million people will watch to promote our French tour in April.

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Okay,hours have past, the show is over. First show on tour , SOLD OUT!!! 900 people!! What can we say, Paris fucking rocks. The audience was outstanding, totally on fire. Belgium tomorrow. I only hope they can keep up. France hit a high water mark.

Love from the road

Ruyter

Canuck Blog

So, we are three glorious day into our Canadian tour and it has already been fanfuckingtastic. The weather is perfect, the leaves are all turning crazy colours and the snow deprived Canadians are ready to explode with pent up adrenaline.

We had a handful of gigs in the states to bring us up here. Got to play 'Nutbush' with Miss Georgia Peach singing and Mr. Travis 'Ramo' Ramin on guitar in Minneapolis. Georgia and Blaine had a sexy screaming contest on stage. Hung out with our old sound guy Tim Mac. It was really heartwarming to catch up with some people who've known us since the beginning.

After the kindly border crossing allowed ALL of us in (thankyouthankyouthankyou) we took the ferry to Victoria where for the first timie in my life of taking that same ferry we saw whales!! There were like 7 Orcas around the boat feeding off Crabpots planted deep down. What a moment!

At the club I had instantly what can only be described as a typical Canadian experience. I met some cute little Island chick who we'd met years earlier in Toronto. Jeremy had snuck her in when she was underage. Now she was tanning hides to turn into drums on Saltspring island. She brought me some talismans for the road, an antique bottle with 1,000 year old Ojibway tobacco seeds in it, a buffalo tooth and 4 pennies squished by a train. Why that was typical I don t know, but it was a perfect moment And a touching beginning to the night. The show was great. Jesus Bonehead from the Dayglo Abortions brought us all schwag and an old lover turned up with a bunch of cool canadian redneck shirts for Blaine.

Vancouver always kicks ass. We did a retarted interview on CFOX and they actually played Nashville Pussy on the FOX!! I grew up listening to that station so to finally be on it is a sign that ROCK is ALIVE!!! Turns out everyone heard the 'interview' so we had a serioulsy packed house. My mom and dad included.

We met a shotputter who is qualifying for the 2012 olympic games in Vancouver and wants our version of 'Rock n Roll Outlaw' for his theme song. And no, one arm wasn't way bigger than the other.

A bunch of high school buddies of mine came out to party like no time had passed at all. We wound up at a late night chinese restaurant where they sneak you beer in a teapot after all the bars close. The code word is 'cold tea'. I ordered a whiskey too. And no code word was needed. Bad girls reunited, felt good.

Last night was Nelson. And as usual Nelson is fucking nuts. We heard the winner of the Cannibus Cup was grown here so we practiced up on our judging in case we get called off to Amsterdam to perform our duty in the area of expertice. You gotta stay sharp.

The show was nuts, there are a shitload of hot chicks in this crazy little burg. And they were going fucking bonkers in the audience. Gordie Johnston from Grady played harp on 'Lazy Jesus' with us and the audience loved it. We played at least 4 'one more song's right until they turned the house lights on and retired to the streets and house parties.

Right now we are off for more serpentine roads climbing through the mountains and more Pussy hungry Canucks.

See y'all down the road

Ruyter

Wacken Open Air Festival!!

Hey y'all, we are en route out of Germany and back to France. Tonight we play a small festival of 3500 in a town named Selestat with the Entombed from Sweden and Mass Hysteria from France.

Last night was our first time at the famous W.O.A. Where once a year it seems 100,000 Metalheads converge from all around the world upon the little town of Wacken and turn in into a well oiled metal machine for the 3-4 days. The festival has been active since the 90's and last night was the biggest ever. It was sold out a month ago at around 90 thousand for the weekend. Each paying 100 euros including camping.

We hit the 'Party' stage around 5 after doing some interviews with various international .com magazines and shows. I have no idea how many people were there for us but let's just say it was very healthy. Jean Luc said we might have played for 15,000. Hard to tell you know? Nothing quite like the audience chanting your name to get you going, and go, we did!! It's was rocking and fucking hot too, hot sun beating down on us. Karen got a little sunburnt even. The crowd was great for us, felt great- lots of fans made it from al over the world to see us and we met people from France, Portugal, Brazil, Australia and Japan!

We got to meet and watch Girlschool which was a first, they used to open up and pal around with Motorhead back in the day.

After our show we got to watch one of the most fun bands we've seen in forever: Airborne from Australia. They were super rocking Ac Dc style pub rock but for a HUGE crowd. They are young, long haired and cute, jumping all over the stage in a sea of fog. Fucking great, really impressive and the audience went nuts for them. We really only watched the two rock acts Airborne and Girls School who we met backstage and did and Metal Hammer interview with where they played us songs and we were supposed to recognize them. I can barely repeat the band names we heard but I am proud to have recognized the only cool band they played, Deep Purple. Luckily Jackie and Enid were just as clueless as Karen and I. They were super cool and easy to get along with. Together we sat in front of the 'black stage' to watch the headliner IRON MAIDEN!!!!!!

There were SO MANY people there I can't begin to guess how many. All I know is Jeremy and Karen got trapped out amongst the people and Jeremy thought he was gonna have to get airlifted out by a helicopter with a ladder. He said it was like standing in line for 20 different rollercoasters only none of the lines are moving. And each ride is an hour and a half wait, the length of the concert. I didn't even venture out it was so overwhelming already with fans taking pictures while we're eating and stuff. Karen got to meet Steve Harris, Maiden's bassist but it was super brief, he din't exactly stick around to party.

Maiden was pretty great I have to say, they brought out a giant mummy style 'Eddie' monster from behind the stage and even had a guy in stilts walking around as an Eddie from the album 'somwhere in time' where Eddie is mostly skinless muscle and a future helmet with a laser eye! Spooky!! I was pretty chuffed! And still have. '666, the number of the beast' ringing in my ears!!

What a blast!

Xox R and the pussies!