Iron Spell - From the Grave

Angry Metal Guy 70

Sometimes, we in the AMG Writers Guild grab a promo based solely on the band or album name, or the combination thereof. If it features any derivative of the word “vomit,” you know Mark Z will put his dirty paws all over it. If it has a wonky, prog-tastic moniker, Dolphin Whisper will seize the means of wank production. And if an alloy gets name-dropped, chances are Yours Steely will snatch it quicker than you can say CROM! That’s what brought me to Chile’s Iron Spell and their sophomore release, From the Grave. These chaps have been minimally active since they dropped their debut back in 2016, releasing a single some years and nothing other years. Now they’re finally back in the hunt with a proper new record, and boy does it scream 80s metal with leather-lunged ferocity. It has a NWoBHM foundation, but features nods to the US power metal scene and early speed metal. It’s harder to get more entrenched in the Wheelhouse of Steel than that, so the odds of my letting that creepy floating vampire monster into my humble abode are high.

Things open like a drunken pub brawl in London circa 1979 with “Curse of the Ushers.” It sounds like the earliest days of the British metal explosion, with that trademark punky gallop and unpolished vocals full of piss, motor oil, and beans. It’s a vibrant mash-up of olden acts like Satan, Diamond Head, and Savage, and it plays right into what AMG Himself describes as my “NostalgiaCore” fetish. It isn’t far from what Enforcer and Wolf do, but this feels a bit more authentic to the NWoBHM beginnings. It’s just a fun fucking song with classic heavy metal burned into its genetic code. From there, Iron Spell rip through a collection of old timey tunes that feel like they were exhumed from 1982. “Release from Darkness” is a rabble-rouser that uncorks the high-energy spirit of classic metal while shoving an iron fist down your throat. Then the band shake things up by launching into a 5-plus minute instrumental that brings the thunder to the tundra in happy abundance. I’m not the biggest instrumental appreciator, but this one kicks arse and wins you over with scads of wild and woolly guitar heroics that are tough to resist.

As From the Grave soldiered on, I kept waiting for the bottom to fall out, but it never did. Song after song brings the 80s magic to the party and makes you love the past. Even when “Whispers of Sorrow” shamelessly poaches the guitar lines from Queensrÿche’s “Breaking the Silence,” it still ends up a hard-charging beast feaster with more entertainment value than Lars Ulrich trapped in a hot tar dunking booth. I defy you to spin “Devil King” and not throw horns or execute your best stadium-ready air guitar maneuvers. It’s that kind of tune, and you’ll eat it up if you have any joy left in your jaded soul. Elsewhere, “Deep in the Night” will be my unofficial anthem for this summer as it’s made for loud play whilst slugging cold beers with derelicts and dear ones alike. Without any song tripping and faceplanting, From the Grave ends up a high-spirited romp through the salad days of metal while requiring zero I.Q. points to appreciate what Iron Spell are smelting. At just under 41 minutes, it’s the ideal length, and the songs all burn by in a flash. This is The Way.

This album is a guitar fiend’s wet dream. Fire Jack and Raven (their actual legal names) bring all the chaos, charm, and over-the-toppiness of 80s metal to their riffing, shredding, and lusty soloing. These boys can rip up a fretboard and do so at every opportunity. The rough n’ ready riffs are plentiful and punchy, and when it’s time for dueling solos, you get PainkillerERED and sometimes even Mercyful Fated. They go all in on the six-string abuse in the name of excess, leaving you rocked hard and put away moist. Frontman Merciless K.co (wut) has a wild vocal approach, sometimes sounding like Enforcer’s Olof Wikstrand, occasionally like Wolf’s Niklas Stålvind and Manimal’s Samuel Nyman, and other times like a Screaming Mimi. His delivery is raw and unpolished, and at points his tone and pitch wander off the reservation, but it doesn’t even matter. The vocal pandemonium is a big part of the album’s charm, and it works for Iron Spell even when it absolutely shouldn’t.

From the Grave is a delightfully unhinged trip back to the early days of metal’s majesty, and I’ll be spinning it a ton as a salve for the emotional wounds left by Ozzy’s passing. This is like a party in a can, and you should crack it open and see what happens next. We all need a little pick-me-up right now, right? Iron Spell have you covered in unbridled 80s glory.



Rating: 3.5/5.0
DR: 10 | Format Reviewed: 320 kbps mp3
Label: Dying Victims
Websites: facebook.com/ironspell | instagram.com/iron.spell
Releases Worldwide: July 25th, 2025

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