The Rock Report: Nashville Pussy and Hank III @ Janus Landing, St. Petersburg

I was really excited to see this show. There isn’t a III show in the Tampa/St. Pete area that doesn’t find me in attendance, and despite being a fan of their for many years, I had never seen Nashville Pussy. Since both bands were pulling opening slots, I got to Jannus early to ensure I didn’t miss Nashville Pussy. As a result, I was stuck waiting for quite a while…2 1/2 big beers long. Long enough that the wife, whom I had left at home to join me later so I wouldn’t miss Nashville Pussy, even made it in time to see the entire set. Didn’t matter. Having now seen them I can say with certainty that Nashville Pussy can not disappoint. In fact, the only thing about the Nashville Pussy set that was disappointing was it’s brevity. Despite the time limits, Ms. Ruyter Suys and Co. managed to squeeze every single drop of rock from thier time on the stage and I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face. Even my wife, who can take or leave the whole cock rock thing, admitted that it was a rock fist-worthy show.

Nashville Pussy – Fried Chicken and Coffee
Nashville Pussy – Atlanta’s Still Burning
Nashville Pussy – Hate and Whiskey
Nashville Pussy – Rock n Roll Hoochie Co

I was so captivated by the NP show that I did not notice just how crowded it had gotten during their set. In the down time between NP and III I went to get a beer, and Janus was already a sea of bodies from the stage to the entrance to the Tamiami. I got my beer and worked my way up front just in time for Hank III to grace the stage and rock St. Pete with his Honkytonk-meets-Hellbilly set. Two songs into the set, the entire night went to shit. Some 18 pound girl decided she was gonna start running into everything she could manage to. Some dude told me if he did not get his hat (some people behind me took it) back in 10 minutes he was gonna beat me up and that I should tell my boys. I told him I was with my wife, no boys. He said I had 9 minutes. He eventually got his hat, but I was drunk and therefore was planning to punch him on the way out, but the wife, as usual, proved to be a cooler head and pointed out the problems of a 34 year old man getting into scuffles at concerts. Then there was an unrelated fight beside us. Then someone decided they were sick of the 18 pound waterbug girl and threw their drink at her….which hit the wife square in the back. III was awesome…the crowd was absolute crap…and that leads me to this:

Fuck you Tampa/St. Pete Reverend Horton Heat fans. As a collective, y’all suck. It’s like a fucking amateur night at the Apollo with y’all. When you ruined my Legendary ShackShakers show, I should have learned my lesson…but NOOOOOOOOO….I had to give you the benefit of the doubt….I had to go to another show….no more. I’ve learned my lesson. Y’all are a collection of complete fucking idiots. Lemme repeat that. Complete. Fucking. Idiots. The Reverend deserves better.

Hank III – Hellbilly Joker
Hank III – Pills I Took
Hank III – Country Heroes
Hank III – Gravel Pit

2 thoughts on “The Rock Report: Nashville Pussy and Hank III @ Janus Landing, St. Petersburg”

  1. Man, I didn’t buy tickets in advance, I didn’t think it would have sold out like that, O well we got to drive around town in a hot rod ford, and I listen to III and heat everyday…

    BTW I read this site regularly, but this is my first comment:D

  2. I love Hank III, but he attracts meatheads like you descibed everywhere he goes. Seen him in Kentucky, seen him here at home in Tennessee, and the meatheads are always out. It’s a drag.

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