His Name Was Iron
Chariots For Hire
01. I Calls ‘Em Like I Sees Em
02. Down With the Thickness
03. The Fallen
04. Five’s a Party
05. The Fool
06. Go With God and a Bag Full of Gun
07. How About a Little Fire Scarecrow
08. Small Islands Keep Secrets
09. Sticks and Stone
10. 1 2 3 Ralph Macchio
[Masquerade Records | 08/10/10]
People are starting to take this website seriously, and it hit me the other day when I received my very first physical promo package in the mail addressed to “Heavy Blog Is Heavy.” Fuck yeah, things are being addressed to the online entity I built with my opinions. Life is good.
While I was hoping I was finally getting my Iron Thrones promo, I instead received a package featuring two southern rock/metal bands. I was hesitant to try them out, as anything with a southern label affixed to it could be hit or miss. One of the bands in the package, His Name Was Iron, was advertised as “Southern Party Metal.”
“Oh boy,” I thought to myself. This oughtta be good. Turns out, it was! My expectations of a sloppy and drunker Black Label Society came unfounded, as I was instead greeted with southern metalcore akin to Every Time I Day with added hints of Norma Jean, complete with catchier choruses.
Things are very ETID-heavy. The worship is a bit obvious; Keith Buckley’s unique voice is emulated as are the bluesy grooves and riffs. Even still, it’s all in good fun and they do manage to bring the listener into a rousing good time. I’d imagine in a live setting, this music could move a crowd into a sea of jumping bodies. His Name Was Iron do bring something that ETID don’t have much of and that’s the catchier sing-along choruses with vocal harmonies. Their vocalist’s screaming seems a bit angrier than Keith Buckley’s and there’s where the distinction between the two seem to end.
The attitude and confidence is bursting at the seams of Chariots for Hire. The southern label might be a bit of an exaggeration in that while things do take a southern flavor from time to time (especially in the vocals), it isn’t all that obvious in the music alone. However, the care-free southern feel is obvious in the album art, title, track list (“I Calls ‘Em As I Sees ‘Em” & “Go With God And A Bag Of Guns”), and the album’s liner notes, which thanks “malt liquor [… ] and anyone wanting to bro down on some BBQ & brews with us. Come party!”
While not the most original band out there right now, His Name Was Iron know what they want to do, and that’s to rock out. They do it quite well, and Chariots for Hire is a solid offering that fans of Every Time I Die and Maylene & The Sons of Disaster will no doubt enjoy.