I remember that Sandwell had made numerous posts about this record on his blog, but I'd never really been interested in checking them out. Since I was desperate to buy a second record from Dirtcult, I thought that Iron Chic might be a decent option. I did a quick search of the internet, and found a download to check them out before I clicked the Add To Cart button.
I really didn't expect to like this at all. For the most part, it just seemed silly...and I struggle with "silly" in Hardcore/Punk. First off, I hated the band's name. Iron Chic = Iron Sheik...you know, like the pro wrestler from the early 80's...the one that Hulk Hogan defeated for his first WWF championship. Silly. Then there were the song titles like Cutesy Monster Man and Know What I Mean, Jellybean. Seriously? It made me want to punch this record in the face. In spite of all this, I still gave them a shot based on Sandwell's recommendation.
I queued up the songs for a spin. Fuck me. My head was bobbing. My foot was tapping. When the record was over, I felt tricked. I couldn't have possibly liked that as much as I thought it did. I better listen to it again to make sure that I really did enjoy Iron Chic's infectious style of "pop punk". I expected that the second listen would reveal that I didn't really enjoy it as much as I thought that I did. Goddamn it! Two listens in and I like it even more. How did this happen? You win Iron Chic. This album is crazy good. I'm hooked, and I finally add the record to my cart.
200 pressed on orange vinyl as part of the third pressing.