RODEO SCREAMS saddles their steed and takes control of "My City"

Can a loud rock band, dark and bone-rattling enough to be frightening, also contain unexpected subtlety? RODEO SCREAMS prove the answer to that question is a resounding “yes.” Those ethereal elements are there if you look hard enough and listen closely. That kind of careful listening requires peeling back layers upon layers of bludgeoning drums, menacing vocals, and unscalable walls of careening guitars. But if you embrace Rodeo Screams’ sonic onslaught and dig deep enough, you’ll find it all there.

You’ll find many unexpected influences: a childhood spent playing in a small town graveyard, being the grandson of a rockabilly musician, captivating story elements from B horror movies (and not just the gory elements), Mexican heritage, heavy metal, early 90s noise rock, and an adherence to captivating simplicity. You will find the specters of these values, histories, and ideas floating around inside of Rodeo Screams’ music like ghosts summoned at a basement seance. Each element clashes with the other, bouncing around and off of one another before settling into a one cohesive musical statement.

At first you’ll notice the sheer darkness of the songs as they wrestle with your brain. Next, you’ll find yourself singing part of a chorus or wonder what, exactly, was said during a particularly intense verse. You’ll remember guitar stabs and skittering drum intros frequently enough that you’ll want to dig deeper; you’ll want to listen again. There, in the molten core of a bloodcurdling loud rock band, you’ll discover every influence and element swirling together to create something shadowy, catchy, and utterly spellbinding.

RODEO SCREAMS:

Chante - vocals, guitar

Rachel - guitars, vocals

Adam - bass

Blake - drums