01. Hospital Escape 0:37
02. Time Flies 2:46
03. Sinkin' Down 4:14
04. Still Drunk, Still Crazy, Still 2:56
Blue
05. Ain't It A Shame 3:26
06. Judgement Day 2:33
07. Draggin' Down The Line 3:16
08. I Feel So Good 3:07
09. Wildside 4:48
10. Hard Time 5:04
11. The Wishing Well 3:08
12. Go Down Ol' Hannah 2:13
"The one-man band is a tour-de-force of gutbucket guitar squabble, vocals so
feral they'll make you lock your doors at night, and a live set that goes down
like a cocktail of whiskey, amphetamines and black-humored despair." LA Times
"He helps wash away your own demons by letting his own loose." Houston Press
"Biram's secret specialty: down-on-your-luck rubberneck-ability... and Biram's
lonesome soul approaches the authenticity of the Black Keys/Dan Auerbach."
Austin Chronicle
Most one-man bands are one-trick ponies. One riff, one sound, one gimmick, one
bucket, whatever. Not Scott H. Biram. The man can and will throw down some
feral, amped-up Delta blues just as easily as a stone cold country weeper
that'll get the girls all dewy-eyed with faith and desire, or even a heavy metal
field holler with the emphasis on
holler. He can and will hold an audience rapt when he sings from the bottom of
his boots about what it takes to get saved and how he'll end up blowing the
deal
Austin TX's self-proclaimed Dirty Old One-Man Band's third album for Bloodshot
is profane and tender, alluring and frightening, and while such intensely
polarizing forces would tear a lesser man apart, Scott appears to revel in the
tug of war. With his '59 Gibson hollow body, mouth harp and electrified stomp
board, his muddied water gospel is sly enough to charm the devil, and the hip
shake boogie irresistible enough to get the Man upstairs to come down and share
a bottle of the brown with him
Performed, recorded and produced by Scott hisself, with the notable exception of
the rave up "I Feel So Good" done with blues punk duo the Black Diamond Heavies
Something's Wrong/Lost Forever is a record rife with testifying and torment. The
grungy strut of "Time Flies" and the Waylon-worthy lament in "Still Drunk, Still
Crazy, Still Blue" shows that real pathos lurks beneath the brim of Scott's
trucker cap, while the two-step rant of "Judgment Day" has him at his wide-eyed
best. Check out the way he draws a line in piss and whiskey from the sweaty
heaviness of the Delta to dudes throwing devil horns at a metal concert in "Hard
Time," or the eerie, on-his-knees lament sung with maximum distortion on "Go
Down Ol' Hannah." Just him and his maker
A compulsive tourer, a Scott H. Biram sermon/concert/throwdown is not hard to
find. Take heed, though, one dose and you ll want to drink out of the same well
that he has. Scott H. Biram is not a one-man band, but Scott H. Biram is a band
that s one man
"The simple truth is that listening to Something s Wrong / Lost Forever makes me
smile. I can t help but to be happy when it s playing. For me, it s not just
Essential Listening, it s gonna be a top 5 of 2009." 9 Bullets
"If one could transform the latent energy emanating from the iconic Johnny Cash
"flippin' the bird" photograph into sound, it would come out something like
Biram's more righteously angry material. In Biram's world where
country/blues/gospel meets punk, telling the world to fuck off comes as
naturally as warning someone off the Devil." Blurt
"Everything veers quickly towards the outside lane and stays there. Biram likes
the rough stuff, his vocals all scruffed up and sounding like he's been on a
week-long jag through the back alleys and barrooms. His songs focus in on
fighters, survivors, losers and those who just will not give up...and be assured
he's playing for keeps. And has the guts to back it up." Sonic Boomers.
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