Lemmy personally blessed Nashville Pussy calling them “America’s last great Rock and Roll band”.

…and Lemmy should know. Over the past couple of decades, Nashville Pussy preached its sleazy gospel alongside Motörhead in every rock outpost from Asia to Europe and back again.

Raised on a diet of Marshall stacks, Gibson Guitars, Jack Daniels and weed, Nashville Pussy is the bastard offspring of foul mouthed demented hillbilly ice-cream man Blaine Cartwright and tractor driving, nude art school model guitar prodigy Ruyter Suys. Born deep in the Baptist Bible Belt of Kentucky – Blaine Cartwright used the Ramones and The New York Dolls to maintain sanity – meanwhile in Vancouver Canada, 8 year old hippie kid Ruyter Suys picked up her father’s guitar playing along with Led Zeppelin and Jimi Hendrix. “We got married on a dare after dropping acid, Nashville Pussy is our baby,” says Suys.

Jenkinses formed in 2013. The Jenkinses' calling card is A-grade rock'n'roll, played in the dancing-on-a-tightrope, edge-of-your-seat style, a wall of sound and melody that lurches precariously, without ever falling apart. Raw and refined. Caustic and sentimental. Brass knuckles in a velvet glove. High quality, hook-laden songcraft, melodies and lyrics. Jenkinses stand apart from the pack in every sense.
After 2 self-produced e.p's (a self-titled effort in 2014, and the abrasive "Langered" in 2017), 2024 saw the vinyl release of the Jenkinses' full-length "Miracle Reasoning" LP, a timeless rock record that honours its old-school roots, while being unmistakeably of the present age.