When early-'90s grunge hit the market, it sounded the death knell for the good-time party that was hair metal. L.A. hairspray act Faster Pussycat saw this much firsthand: "One minute you're on top of the world, and the next thing you know, you're on the lame train," the Pussycats waxed in their surprisingly catchy non-hit "Nonstop to Nowhere."
Fortunately for Faster Pussycat, latent nostalgia for the hair metal days has provided a renaissance of sorts for acts like theirs. But the thing about being a hair metal fan these days is that you really have to love the bad along with the good. Faster Pussycat harbors no illusions about getting on top again, but there's something quietly noble about their relentlessly quixotic touring schedule. They tour because making music is all they know how to do.
Despite the fact that singer Taime Downe looks slightly ridiculous these days with his pudgy body wrapped in an ill-fitting vinyl goth outfit, when he and his Pussycats take the stage, they're not just going through the motions. It's something else that drives them. Something in their blood.
