The music of Dead Loss is a safe haven from the relentless everyday grind...like a padded room...from within which you can gaze with unclouded eyes upon the horror that is Life and see it for what it really is, laugh maniacally in its face, and be afraid of it no longer. It is music that elevates the soul, letting it soar like an eagle...or perhaps like a vulture, who, after rising above it all in majestic splendor will, in the next instant, plunge head first into a putrid pile of rotting meat, feeling no disjunction whatsoever in this behavior.
Dead Loss songs are musically diverse, but with an overarching sense of cohesion in the moods and world views depicted that makes a broad body of work fit naturally under one heading. The songs plough through the darkest recesses of the mind, often touching on some fundamental aspect of human nature through examining the unraveling of an individual. The music is firmly rooted in old-fashioned heavy metal, the writing driven by the needs of the song rather than showcases of flashiness, and the sound driven by the touch of the players rather than technological assistance. There are furious thrash metal riffs and machine gun fire double kicks; sludgy Black Sabbath-like behemoths; melodic guitar/bass interaction reminiscent of Iron Maiden; interlocking riffs and drum patterns in the style of Pantera; song-within-a-song style guitar solos; rumbling, subterranean bass lines; and vocals that range from a chilling drone to a defiant roar to a searing scream without losing sight of melody, the voice a conduit for the bleak world of the songs. Accounts of basic human needs warped into twisted obsessions...tales of rage turned inwards, of panic and emptiness...nihilistic visions of death and destruction. It is a disturbing journey, a cathartic experience from which the listener emerges strangely revitalized but not quite the same as before.

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