San Antonio's Devil Mass emerged in 2022 dragging the full weight of death/doom and black metal into the same suffocating ritual. Their sound is a slow-moving catastrophe — cavernous, funereal, and utterly uncompromising in its devotion to darkness.

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From Galliano, deep in Louisiana's Lafourche Parish bayou country, Dhyana have been channeling the region's eerie stillness into drone/doom metal since 2021. Their sound is slow, heavy, and hypnotic — the musical equivalent of watching dark water move under cypress trees.

Salisbury, Maryland's Dirt Woman have been cultivating their stoner/doom sound since 2017, drawing from the flat coastal plain of the Eastern Shore to produce music that feels thick, hazy, and unhurried. Their sound has the slow gravitational pull of something that grows out of quiet places that have had time to think.

Greensburg, Indiana's Dis have been wielding black/death metal in the rural Midwest since 2018, an unlikely setting that only sharpens the isolation and fury in their sound. There is something fitting about extreme metal emerging from small-town Indiana — it sounds like it has nowhere else to go.

Fitchburg, Massachusetts's Ditch Mimes have been wallowing in the murk where doom metal, sludge, and noise rock collide since 2011, making them one of the more weathered acts in New England's underground heavy scene. Their sound leans into the abrasive, feedback-scorched end of sludge, the kind of music that feels like asphalt in summer — slow, heavy, and suffocating.

Savage Doom / Death Metal with Grindcore influences from Plano.

Seattle's DIYU — named for the Chinese realm of the dead — have been channeling the Pacific Northwest's damp, oppressive atmosphere into doom and stoner metal since 2019. Their sound is slow and heavy in the way Seattle seems built to produce, smoke-filled and gravitational, pulling the listener into the kind of narcotic heaviness the city's underground has specialized in for decades.

Greensboro, North Carolina's Dogbane draw from the deep well of classic doom and heavy metal, channeling the plodding weight of Black Sabbath through a lens worn in by years of Southern soil. Formed in 2011, they traffic in crushing riffs and an old-school sensibility that favors atmosphere over brutality. Their sound sits comfortably in the tradition of bands who treat heaviness as a slow, inevitable force rather than a blunt instrument.

A brand-new entry from Kansas City, Missouri, Don Tvsk formed in 2025 at the intersection of black metal's cold fury and doom's crushing torpor. The pairing is a natural one — both genres traffic in despair, just at different tempos — and Kansas City's underrated extreme metal community provides a fitting home for such an uncompromising project. With their ink barely dry, they are among the most recently formed black/doom acts in the current American underground.

Austin, Texas's Doom Prophet have been delivering heavy, crawling doom metal to the Live Music Capital since 2020, adding a darker, heavier counterweight to a city more famous for its blues and rock scene. Their heavy/doom sound is built on the tradition of slow-motion riff architecture and an oppressive atmosphere that Austin's heat and sprawl seem to generate naturally. They are part of a growing contingent of Texas acts demonstrating that the state's metal underground extends far beyond thrash.

Monolithic Melodic Doom Metal from Denton.

Houston female-fronted traditional doom. Signed to Ripple Music.

Florida's DoomWake weaves together depressive black metal and funeral doom into a sound that feels like watching something beautiful rot in the subtropical heat — slow, suffocating, and shot through with cold tremolo melody. Active since 2017, the project operates at the intersection of hopelessness and atmospherics that defines the DSBM tradition, though their doom metal undercurrent adds a physical weight that purely black metal acts often lack. It's music that lingers long after it ends, like a fever that won't break.

Out of Trenton, New Jersey since 2015, DopeRider rolls out a heavy, fuzz-drenched stoner doom that owes as much to Black Sabbath as to the sludgier side of the Sleep catalog. The industrial decay of Trenton seems to seep into their sound, which hits with the grim persistence of a city that's been through the wringer and keeps crawling forward. Their riffs are slow, massive things — the kind that seem to push actual air when they drop.