So far, this is the only description that nearly fits Strung Like A Horse. Their acoustic driven sound fires people off to the darker areas of this strange universe. Yet, it still seems to miss the point. These strange individuals and their music is like a hellbender found under a rock; not hard to find, but damn hard to get a grasp on.
Built in a garage two years ago, these fellas resemble a psychobilly diesel pick-up. There’s BJ Hitower’s manic bass work providing the suspension of the band; bouncing, at times weird, but always reliable. Ben Crawford and his “s-s-s-s-string drum” banjo fuzz through the sound on the AM Radio. Slothimus Prime and Bertha, his chairdrumset, ping-ding-crack-and-rumble like a pieced together yet functional engine. “Spooky Chicklets” exists as an otherwordly force surrounding the truck; his violin sings the sounds of night-woods on the sides of the highway. Clay Maselle chooses the direction of the beast with his lyrics that generally lead clearly into the dark.
After winning “The Road to Nighfall” competition, which involved five nights of music and twenty bands Strung Like a Horse has been playing all over the South East and building an extremely dedicated following. They have recently sold out Rhythm & Brews, JJ's Bohemia, and have found themselves playing festivals large and small. Fuse TV Gave them “Best Band Name at Bonnarroo”, and quoted front man Clay Maselle saying “We're Strung Like a Horse, and you're not.” Hell, they even rubbed elbows with Hollywood; playing for the wrap parties of the two films, “American Pie Reunion” and “What to Expect”.
Speaking of moving pictures, these productive fellas, with the help of Tomas Donoso, filmed a music video for their song “Byrd Dog”. This video launched the guys to a new plane of popularity when it picked up 1,000 unique views in its first twenty-four hours. Lighting may strike twice with their upcoming video, “Gypsy Jane” set to premiere Aug 3.
Certainly proficient, these fellas build on more than just their equipment: a list of exploits. To bring it down to a point, these junkyard dogs bring “honest, playful, head-bangingly interactive fun” to any venue their rocket crashes