The title of Steel Panther’s third full-length album, All You Can Eat, came from a dream.
However, it wasn’t a dream Martin Luther King had or even any of the band members—Michael Starr [lead singer], Satchel [guitarist], Lexxi Foxx [bass], and Stix Zadinia [drums]—for that matter.
“Believe it or not, the title came from a fucking girl that I was fucking,” admits Satchel. “She fell asleep next to me on the tour bus. She woke up and told me she had a dream that we called the album, All You Can Eat. She was really hot, and she had great tits. I decided I was going to steal the title from her and not tell her. I kicked her off the bus. She can’t do jack shit about it. She’s probably living in a trailer park somewhere. It’s a great title though.”
More importantly, that moniker fits this rock ‘n’ roll opus like a condom—not that Steel Panther practice or condone safe sex though. No, All You Can Eat is raw, raucous, and righteous heavy metal in its finest form. The Los Angeles quartet upholds the pillars of its sound. There are badass riffs aplenty, arena-size grooves, lyrics about sex, drugs, and senior citizens, and the lingering scent of whisky, a stripper’s perfume, and hairspray. In order to capture all of this, the band began writing immediately after they got off the road behind their sophomore effort, Balls Out, their second album to debut at #1 on Billboards Comedy Albums Chart.
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