Big Iron

Big Iron

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Highlighted by hook-filled songwriting flair, vigorous energy and blazing guitars, this Dallas-based foursome's impressive approach is about as contemporary as it gets.

Biography

Fired up, full throttle Texas-bred Southern Metal has a bold, new driving force. Primed and ready right in the midst of heavy music's ongoing mainstream resurgence, Big Iron is determined to make waves on a worldwide level now more than ever before. Highlighted by hook-filled songwriting flair, vigorous energy and blazing guitars, this Dallas-based foursome's impressive approach is about as contemporary as it gets. But belting out no-nonsense, high-octane anthems straight from the Lone Star State is something the band has rarely had any problem doing for several years. So much so it initially grabbed the attention of the group's original overseas label who released Big Iron's first proper full-length - the Neil (Judas Priest, Nevermore, Cannibal Corpse) Kernon produced Tierra Del Diablo - to positive reviews in publications across Europe like Kerrang, Terrorizer and Rock Hard.

The onset of 2004 sees the arrival of Falling Down, Big Iron's most realized recording to date. Clocking in at just under forty-five minutes, the eleven-track Neoblast debut is concise and effective, making its point without getting bogged down by a bunch of unnecessary trappings. Opening screamer "Reality Check" instantly gets the adrenaline pumping while "Vanish" unleashes bluesy, gritty swagger wrapped around some standout moments from lead shredder Alapeno. Elsewhere, both "Someday" and"The Truth" emphasize a melodic focus as light and shade enter the picture then give way to the hammering bruise of "Mouthhole" along with the captivating refrains of "Seeds". The entire affair is put together with the sort of punch and pacing that makes it rather obvious that Big Iron has quite a grip on writing out fine-tuned setlists. The album's sequence and how each passing number plays off another as Falling Down surges forth simply demand repeated listening. Many of the songs are already live favorites, vividly coming to life each and every time Big Iron perform onstage. Expect them to be doing that and much more well into the rest of the year and beyond.

Lyrics

American Pleasure Drive

Written By: Big Iron

(The Wheels of fortune, screaming full speed)
Beautiful want a glamorous life
A down and dirty walk on the wildside
A dangerous game played holding your breath
Paint a picture perfect world
Paint yourself into a corner
Perfect Little pieces put together in your head
Dangerous game played holding your breath
Standing at the edge
Staring at the dead space around
A million served, a million sold
You bet your life
(The Wheels of Fortune, Screaming full speed
All American Pleasure Drive
A Down and Dirty Walk on the Wild side
A dangerous game played holding your breath
Paint a picture perfect world
Paint Yourself into a corner
Desperation breeds obsession
Rode to hell on good intentions
Standing at the edge
Staring at the dead space around
A million served, a million sold
You bet your life
"I don't know but I've been told
That what I want is worth my soul
Take the devil into your mouth
You get back what you put out"
Standing at the edge
Staring at the dead space around
A million served, a million sold
You bet your life
Take back the lust, and take back the greed
And take back the hate you force fed me
Take back the world and take back your soul
And take back it all, I said no

Seeds

Written By: Big Iron

Believing the world is dead

Droning on and on her voice sounds dead

Stirring the echo of the motion

The numbing of emotion

Flowing one into another

Blood is thicker than the water

Necessity wears an ugly face when

Mediocrity is the cross you bare

In a world where survival of the fittest dictates

The ones who give and the ones who take

Wish in one hand, spit in the other

Watch which one gets fuller faster

Easy going to a place where the skin breathes

Embracing every side of the panic increasing

The echo of the motion

The numbing of emotion

It goes on and on

The blood is thicker than the water

Submerge the seed of separation in the darkest corner

The world looks darker through the eyes of a host

Little pieces of a soul circling a drain

Drained and horrible

Wish in one hand, spit in the other

Watch which one gets fuller faster

Between the echo of the motion

The numbing of emotion

The irritating vibration is pushing

A raw sense of balance keeps the animal alive another night

Another lie, crawls to the surface

Stirring the echo of the motion

The numbing of emotion

Flowing one into another

Blood is thicker than the water

Killing the mood another killer enters into the world

The calm at the center stripped raw

The irritating vibration is pushing the sickness to the surface

Inspiring the madman rising

Wish in one hand, spit in the other

Watch which one gets fuller faster

Discography

1997 - Tierra Del Diablo (Semaphore Records)
2002 - Acoustic CD (Indie)
2003 - American Pleasure Drive (Indie)
2004 - Falling Down (Neoblast Records)

Set List

AMERICAN PLEASURE DRIVE "...wheels of fortune, screaming full speed..."
BEAUTIFUL LIFE "...your body speaks in every language..."
THE BLACK SHEEP EXCUSE "...and let the puppets fall as prey..."
BLOOD FROM A BRICK WALL "...wake up and wonder why..."
BODY OF A GOD "...the American dream..."
THE BREAKDOWN IS COMING "...the backside of a dream..."
CLOSET "...it must be the way I'm dressed..."
CONFIDENCE MAN "...shell of a man stands weak and alone..."
CRUSH IN A MUDFIELD "...and I gave you service with a smile..."
FEEL "I'm feeling beautiful tonight..."
HYPOCRITE "I want a life and I want it now..."
INVIDIOUS EXHIBITION "...I want to be, idolize me..."
FALLING DOWN "Ashes to ashes we all fall down..."
MOUTH HOLE "...then you opened your mouth hole..."
POLITICS OF INTIMIDATION "...I am intimidation..."
SEEDS "Wish in one hand, spit in the other..."
SLOW SOUTHERN CRAWL "...I don't care none, what they call me..."
SOMETIMES "...sometimes, it's not what it seems..."
SOUL OF A