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Whitney Petty. guitarists for the band Thunderpussy is one of the most accomplished guitarists in the Pacific Northwest. Her energetic and powerful licks have most likely entered your ears via her band Thunderpussy or one of the many other projects she’s been a part of.

Thunderpussy have had a busy 2018. After a couple years filled with a steady stream of increasingly well-attended local performances and local festival billings, the group (Petty on guitar; Molly Sides, vocals; Leah Julius on bass; and Ruby Dunphy, drums) released their self-titled debut album and hit the road for a tour of the U.S. and UK, giving other parts of the world a taste of their theatrical and high-energy live show.

Clearly, Petty has good reasons to feel accomplished and excited for the future, but she’s quick to credit her bandmate’s talents and strength of character as the biggest contributors to the group’s success.

“On stage is really important,” she says. “Having great material is really important. And there’s this other thing, which is being present, kind, gracious, and just a good person.” She says this with confidence and a sense of relief comes off of her voice, her gratefulness radiating.

Not surprisingly, the band’s name has helped draw attention to their music as well. In fact, Thunderpussy is part of a large trademark case that has reached the Supreme Court. The case revolves around whether groups can claim trademarks on names or words that are considered to be “scandalous” by the United States Patent and Trademark Office. Oral arguments will be made in mid-April in Washington D.C.

After all the trouble Thunderpussy has gone through on this issue, I certainly hope that they are granted the ability to trademark their band name.

Legal issues haven’t slowed the band down, musically. They are at work on a new album and, today, we’re excited to share their brand new single, a cover of Jefferson Airplane’s “Somebody to Love,” a staple and fan favorite from their highly entertaining live show.

Thunderpussy performing Somebody To Love (Audio). under exclusive license to Stardog Records/Republic Records, a division of UMG Recordings, Inc

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This is one of the few Seattle groups that I could see making it far. They are a legitimate rock band that will always leave you wanting more seventies-tinged, danceable, fuzzed-out and driving tunes quickly dismiss the notion that these gals are just goofing off. They’re definitely not.

The ladies of ThunderpussyMolly Sides [vocals], Whitney Petty [guitar], Leah Julius [bass], and Ruby Dunphy [drums] – are not subtle in their approach. They’re here to rock and chew gum. And it looks like they’re all out of chewing gum.

Looking and sounding like they just stepped out on to Sunset Blvd in the late 80s as opposed to Seattle in 2018, these ladies should not be taken lightly. I heard someone dismiss them as a gimmick or shtick act down at SXSW. After thoroughly enjoying their set on the opening night of SXSW, I was offended by that. I cannot stress this enough. These ladies are legit and wicked good musicians. If you’re still left with any doubt, check out this cover of Fleetwood Mac’s The Chain.

The album mixes in some flat-out rockers like Speed Queen, Velvet Noose, Fever and the title track and namesake of the band that will get your blood pumping. They mix in some solid mid-tempo stuff and lower tunes like – Torpedo Love, The Cloud and Utero Tango – to give you a chance to catch your breath.

This album has only grown that appreciation. These ladies are special musicians and I’m happy to be along for the ride.

Not only will Thunderpussy make you question your life choices, they will teach you life lessons like, “A hard man is good to find,” and “Booty is in the eye of the beholder.” They may be rock n roll’s new diamond in the muff, but they’re not selling sex like a Carl’s Jr. commercial– They are literally whipping you with it, like 80’s Madonna, or dry humping you you like a tranced-out Prince. Poweful, sultry vocals tear at your chest while guitar riffs tower over you like a leather clad dominatrix… Salty tears to stream down your cheeks in a pleasureful pain as the bass and drums lock in tight to move you, groove you, and wash over you in a hot sweaty bath of sweet, sweet, blues-rock soul.

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Not only will Thunderpussy make you question your life choices, they will teach you life lessons like, “A hard man is good to find,” and “Booty is in the eye of the beholder.” This new Seattle sex bomb will blow up in your face like a handful of napalm. Get ready for rock n roll’s new diamond in the muff.

ThunderpussyThe quartet—Molly Sides [vocals], Whitney Petty [guitar], Leah Julius [bass], and Ruby Dunphy [drums]—do the most rock ‘n’ roll thing possible and quite literally fuck up every rock ‘n’ roll stereotype you know to be true, piercing the halls of Valhalla in the process.

Is This for real ?.

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Band Members
Molly Sides, – Vocals,
Whitney Petty, – Guitar,
Leah Julius, – Bass,
Ruby Dunphy, – Drums.

An all-woman quartet birthed in 2014 from Seattle’s foggy depths, Thunderpussy isn’t just a girl band, but a rock band, snarling and jumping and pulsing with timeless leather bravado.

Just as Elvis as Iggy, as classic rock as it is Delta blues, Thunderpussy sucks up all of rock music’s most romantic iterations and spits out a blood-tinged sex potion. All four of these women are lifelong musicians, and it shows. Drummer Ruby Dunphy’s loose, effortless fills betray her Cornish jazz training, while guitarist Whitney Petty will make you reconsider having used the word “shred” to describe any other guitar player—and the span of bassist Leah Julius‘ vocabulary is evidenced by her as playing for Seattle soul-punk outfit Sundries.

Then, of course, there’s Molly Sides.

The frontwoman is most often seen folded back in half on the floor with a microphone gathering her sweat and breath. Though Thunderpussy’s fierce, label-averse independence has prevented them from starting work on a debut LP until this past September, the band’s live shows have built a cult following. Everywhere Thunderpussy plays turns into a dank, sweaty basement—whether it’s actually a basement or a sunny stage at Sasquatch.

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“To see live performance is to be reminded that we are alive,” says Sides. “We stand, breathe, laugh, drink, scream, fall over, get up, move on. Life performance is a path to enlightenment.”

Onstage, Sides ironically finds zen within pure, muscular expression—which is, itself, something of a manifesto to the virtues of rock and roll. Sides writhes sexily in all sequins, ducks underneath Petty’s legs and howls, stage dives, and generally loses her mind, inviting the audience to do the same— it’s like if KISS had sex with FIDLAR and their child was born covered in gold glitter.

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Yes, Thunderpussy is indebted to several obvious spirit guides, with Sleater-Kinney the most obvious among them, but to reduce them to SK’s PNW glam rock revivalist heir is too easy. They aren’t just the next thing; they’re the new thing.

Here is your new rock ‘n’ roll order, one united in worship of the Divine Feminine. Leave the fate of rock and roll in these four humans’ hands; like Sides sings in the band’s first single, “No Heaven,” “You don’t have to worry ’bout heaven no more.”