Iron Horses

Boundless enthusiasm for heavy music, paired with a cool beer amd thick cigarette smoke were the starting shot for the Iron Horses.

V-guitarist Manu and bass bomber Moler decided to get it going in 2000. Babschke was placed behind the microphone and the butt of Christoph planted on the drum stool. The team stood and “the game” began. Since then, electricity flows through Mecklenburg-Western Pomerania.

The foursome of the boys stands out musically by the distorted bass. This also reveals the inspiration of Motörhead. But there are also similarities to Judas Priest and early  Scorpions. The influences of the old masters are paired with a cutting voice, which in rage leaves nothing to be desired, an outrageous screaming Flying V and solid, hard blows, slapping the drums, like the ass of a very young stripper. The Iron Horses not only satisfy the old-school soul, but also serve a fresh wind. True to its motto:

Not born too late!

Live, the Iron Horses are an Adventure. Flying hair, stomping boots and high spirits are guaranteed. Their newest album makes one feel having to throw on the cut-off, walk with one’s legs apart, go to a strip club and get drunk with the mates. Uncompromising rock ‘n’ roll that throws out the plugs from the ears.