American metal act, deadhorse, blend thrash with a variety of music to produce an aggravated, interesting and increasingly literate crossover material. Texas Heavy Metal will never disappoint and deadhorse remains an institution to that tradition. They are heavy, crazy fast, locked on to blow your mind, to cut your breath and drive you insane. deadhorse have two basic ingredients which make them so special; great drums faster than a tornado and awesome bass sounds, mixed together with speed and rhythms that augment an explosive style deemed “horsecore”. You may feel skeptical about it, but once you’re auditable mind comprehends the addiction that drives the “horsecore”, you will understand what Texans have been proud of for the past 24 years.
The shock hook jazzy rhythms are omnipresent in the middle of full throttle chaotic hardcore-thrash metal madness, the calm decayed nerves in you will throb for more grind core riffs just as the mayhem and the madness will attack your cranium again and again. deadhorse is well regarded for habitually incorporating elements of country music and Texas culture, most noticeably in the tune “ Hank” from the 1989 deput and 1999 Relapse Re-release Horsecore: an unrelated story that’s time consuming and “Chiggers” from the rare 1994 Feed Me EP.
Deadhorse has developed a compositionally complex version of the alternative thrashcore death metal, best demonstrated on their 1991 Major Label release Peaceful Death and Pretty Flowers, later re-released in 1999 by Relapse Records. An undercurrent of mantic-music and psychosocial humor that persists and co-exists in many of their songs, Boil(ing) 1996 EP abounds “What a Beautiful Day” for “My Dog the Prophet” , though it is often juxtaposed with more serious work like the menacing meditation on religion, society and life. deadhorse has the speed, urgency, and the brutality to compete with all the legends of metal. Finely crafted elements that make them standout and in a genre that does not often breed originality or creative brilliance, their recognition stands as the Lone Star State, independent. Gigantic, brick-heavy riffs blast out of those down-tuned guitars, sometimes sludge-ridden, sometimes razor-sharp and quick. The drums and bass keep the blast beats and doom-like tendencies alternating while they hold the tunes together, often while the two guitars go off on their seemingly drunken, swaggering tendencies with in the deadhorsecore!