Black Horse

Black Horse

 New York City, New York, USA
BandRockBlues

Minimalist punk blues.

Biography

Out with the new and in with the old. What started as a two piece metal/blues/industrial mountain of equipment from Seattle has morphed into a three piece minimalist blues punk outfit. After returning from a tour in the UK with friends Tombs (Relapse) that was dominated by equipment breakdowns and power converter overloads, Black Horse decided it was time for a live drummer. They took several months off from touring to bring in Frank DeRienzo and write a new collection of songs, influenced by AP Schroder’s deepening interest in northern Mississippi hill country style blues, including artists such as Elmore James and Fred McDowell. April opted to bring in a Korg MS-20 monosynth to keep things heavy. What has come out if it is a sound akin to the catchy swing of Eagles of Death Metal, with some serious slide guitar action and vocals nodding to a Nick Cave influence on April’s part. Their live shows thus far have inspired nose bleeds, spilt beer and mystery bruises. They seem to be doing what American rock has been working at for decades- bridging the gap between its blues roots and rock and roll.

Lyrics

Shake Shake Shake

Written By: Black Horse

I'm the kind of guy that likes to shake. the kind of girl that likes to shake shake shake. welcome back to the other side of the tracks, we hardy missed you, we hardly missed you. remember last time we were here? I tried to kiss you I tried to kiss you. welcome back, yeah, you'll be back because I'm the one that's gonna make you shake, I'm the one that's gonna make you shake shake. welcome back to the poor side of town, we hardly missed you, we hardly missed you. it didn't seem that long since you left town, we hardly missed you, we hardly missed you. welcome back, yeah, and watch your back because I'm the one that's gonna make you shake. I'm the kind of girl that likes to shake shake. the kind of girl that likes to shake shake shake. the kind of girl that... the kind of girl that...

Lapdance Technician

Written By: Black Horse

Legs up to here and an ass that won't quit I'm a lapdance technician, look I know my shit. No free rides here so put down fifty dollars I'm a lapdance queen make you believe in god. I won't love you. I don't need you. You keep on sayin' I'm the girl of your dreams, I'm a fucking magician hon it ain't what it seems. Hate me if you want it's just bringing you down, you're man's giving me the rent when you're out of town. Wants what he can't have. I can't be bothered to remember his name. To me they're all the same. Legs up to here and an ass that won't quit I'm a lapdance technician look I know my shit. No free rides here so get your ass out the door come on back when you're ready for more...

Hey Sailor

Written By: Black Horse

hey hey sailor, would you look at this? look at the mess we're in look at the mess we're in. hey hey sailor baby can't they see way I look at you? how you look at me... someone's comin' to rescue me, I've been breakin' hearts far as I can see. someone's coming to testify, I got dirty hands I've been tellin' lies. someone better rescue me I've been nursin' a broken heart, can't you see? someone's comin' to testify, the way I look at you can't be denied. hey hey sailor would you look at this? look at the mess we're in at the mess we're in. sailor you're my anchor in this sea of madness, it's like they planned it, it's like they planned it.

Ink On My Scars

Written By: Black Horse

I've got ink on my scars and lead in my veins, one foot in debt and the other in the grave. got a heart full of sorrow and a head full of pain, one hand's holding on and the other one's looking for spare change. there's blood on the saddle and blood on my thighs but no one could hear my desperate cries. daddy was a cocaine rodeo king, no one really cares, they all have their own crosses to bear. I've got ink on my scars and lead in my veins, one foot in debt and the other in the grave.

We're All Gonna Die

Written By: Black Horse

she's breaking dishes, hands on her hips, yeah. she's taking photos. she's in the bathroom calling me. she's making records. she works all the time. she's wearing makeup. red on her lips, yeah. she's slamming car doors. she's on her cell phone calling me. she's making records. she works all the time. she works all the time. goddamn. she's making records. she works all the time. we're all gonaa die. and we're all gonna die. yeah we're all gonna die die die die die die die....

Make My Country Bleed

Written By: Black Horse

these lips dare you to kiss them. these hips long for you to miss them. these veins run dry without you by my side, these hands come together to pray: lay your hands on me. make my whole country bleed. and when it's said and done, won't you do it again? walking around in a daze, it seems I've lost my way and I'm asking for directions, I've got your infection and something's got ahold of me... let's bring on the lightning. bring on the late night thunderstorms. let the temperatures rise, look into my eyes and put your hands together and pray: lay your hands on me. make my whole country bleed and when it's said and done, won't you do it again?

I Am My Own Worst Enemy

Written By: Black Horse

my arteries don't come back to me. they're bleeding me dry. they're veins in disguise. they turn into something else. then they turn upon themselves. they're trying to kill me. they'll go bad, you'll see. this heart you see is my enemy. it's running on lies. it's bleeding me dry. it turns into something else. then it turns upon itself. it's trying to kill me. it turns black, you'll see.
is this my destiny?
these eyes they see their enemies. they're keeping an eye. they're looking at me. they know, and you'll see that I'm my own worst enemy. daggers drawn upon themselves and no one left to pull them out now.
I'm my own worst enemy, and there's no one left to help me.
these arteries, they're bleeding me. they're bleeding me dry. I turn my back, they turn on me. they're not alone, you'll see.
this is my destiny.
this heart you see, is my enemy.

Sunrise, Sunset

Written By: Black Horse

as the sun rises too early again, I've been up to no good again. as the sun rises too early again, I've been doing bad things again.
why won't these voices leave me alone? I never did nobody no wrong.
as the sun sets too early again, I've been losing sleep again. what are they doing? what are they thinking? why ain't I sleeping? baby won't you lay down with me? baby won't you lay down? baby baby come down with me. baby come down as your eyes roll back in your head...
as the sun rises too early again, I've been having bad dreams again. what are they doing? what are they thinking? why ain't I sleeping? why won't these voices leave me alone? I never did nobody no wrong. baby won't you lay down with me? baby won't you lay down? baby baby lay next to me, baby come down... baby won't you come down with me, baby won't you come down? baby baby come down with me, lord let me come down.

Discography

Split 7" w/ Thad Sand's One Man Band- Nowhere Records
June 2009

The Black Arts of Black Horse- April 8, 2008

The Funhouse Comp Thing- 2006

Set List

They'll Run You Down In The Streets Like A Dog
The Devil's In The House Tonight
No Exception To The Rule
Last To Love
Death Calls My Name
Blood On My Hands
Silent War
Bad Breakup