Every so often an act comes along and encompasses every bit of my semi-OCD musical attention for days, weeks, and sometimes months. This is definitely one of those… From my list of Long Time Comin’ steps Scott Hiram Biram.“Biram is the kind of guy you don’t laugh at all the way just in case he really is crazy. We all wanna be entertained, but nobody wants to get stabbed in the head with a screwdriver.” –Frank de Blase Rochester City NewsBiram Is the kind of guy that would fit perfect on a bill alongside Hank III. They both had similar upbringings. Country by birth - metal by choice. If I was forced to describe SHB’s sound I would say “no.” Then you would say “just try.” So I would say, “OK fine. Picture with me, if you will: a rusty pickup, rattlin’ down an old high way, doin’ 80, white knuckled, windows down, radio cranked… head on into a semi-truck.” You might then say that doesn’t really help. At which time I would respond “I know, but "that really happened to him…":http://www.scottbiram.com/boards/viewtopic.php?t=1472 (warning: kind of graphic) and you’re wrong, it kinda’ does, jerkface.”
As the famed legend states, Scott Biram received one broken foot, two broken legs, a broken arm, and one foot of removed intestine… And a month later he was on stage at SXSW… in a wheelchair… with an IV hanging out of his arm. If that doesn’t earn him a fair chance from you, then I don’t know what does.He’s a cocky, gritty, self dubbed “dirty ol’ one man band.” He stomps his foot on an amplified stomp-box, growls into an old mic, and attacks the strings of a 59 Gibson. He sings songs about truck drivin’, Jesus, and BBQ and he’s about the greatest discovery that’s been introduced to my catalog in many many years. Check it:"Bloodshot Records":http://www.bloodshotrecords.com/tour/