Tony Buscemi loves music. He has loved it his whole life. He spent some years traveling almost weekly to Nashville to take classes and learn the business, knowing that while Nashville wasn't "his" market, there could be no better mentors and role models than the true titans of songwriting he met there regularly: Don Pfrimmer, Jeffrey Steele, and the great Loretta Lynn, among others. 

Tony could have followed his ambitions to New York and L.A., and indeed visits those cities regularly, but always kept his feet firmly in Columbus, Ohio. Several well-received but ultimately unfruitful musical successes--songs optioned by superstars languishing in the hopper, local bands destroyed from within-- only steeled Tony's determination to go all the way or die trying, proverbially speaking. Always learning, always growing, always thinking, "Next time..." 

Spending some fallow months, just ruminating and conceiving a vision, Tony thought about what sort of project he really wanted. Teased out bit by bit was a vision of beauty, sumptuous sensuality, and glorious excess. He wanted to create music and spectacle that would drive people to righteous hedonism. He wanted to play music that would make people want to go home and screw. 

Thus was born Illicit Kitty. An exercise in sexy aggressive rock, the creation of a spectacle from which no audience can rip its eyes. Assembling a coterie of musicians with amazing talent, serious charisma, and the good looks and good sense required to be taken seriously became the first order of business. Tony's impeccable keys and darkly handsome self, create something even greater than the sum of its parts.