© Christopher Cardoza
Scott H. Biram
With the heart of a genuine Texas bluesman, the head (banging) of a Zappa and Lemmy disciple, and boots resting in the dust outside of town at sunrise, Scott H. Biram journeys through the harrowing human condition like no one else. A walk between lost love, blues and deep, dark Americana.
Biram will still the room with haunting and sparse West Texas blues and turn it upside down. His singing, yodeling, growling, leering and brash preachin' and hollerin' is accompanied by sloppy riffs and licks and pounding backbeat brought forth by his amplified left foot. The remainder of this one-man band consists of an unwieldy combination of beat-up amplifiers and old microphones strung together by a tangled mess of guitar cables.
Scott H. Biram isn't a one-man band. He is THE one-man band
A "Mascha The Great" concert.