The Goddamn Gallows
The Goddamn Gallows came from the heart of America's Rust Belt, arising from a night of flophouse violence. Drifting across the states, they cemented their sound in Portland, OR and later in Los Angeles, CA, where they lived in abandoned buildings, squatter camps, storage units and shoebox apartments.
In 2007, they left everything behind and spent the next 4 years living out of whatever vehicle would get them to the next town. Building upon their original sound of "twanged-out, punk rock gutterbilly"(Life of Sin 2004 and Gutterbillyblues 2007), they began picking up stray musicians along the way and adding to their sound; washboard, accordion, mandolin and banjo (Ghost of th' Rails 2009 and 7 Devils 2011) creating a sound referred to as "hobocore", "gypsy-punk" or "americana-punk", while never being stuck in any one sound.
The Goddamn Gallows continue to rapidly grow a devoted following with their volatile and spectacular live shows; a contagious, spontaneous eruption of unpredictability.
In an era where most of the world is floating around on laptop computers and digital social networks, there's still someone out there coughing up chunks of salt, dirt, and gravel into a microphone, and banging out the bowels of what's left of the seeds of man on a 1959 Gibson hollow body guitar. These are the rusty scrapings of resin that have come from modern times having it's way with old time blues, country, and bluegrass roots music. This is Scott H. Biram, The Dirty Old One Man Band from Austin, TX.
When you put a lethal mix of styles and genres like his together you're just asking for a potent cocktail of auditory bliss and blasphemy. Bad Ingredients, his latest libation to hit your palate this fall on Bloodshot Records, is a 13 song happy hour guaranteed to kick your ass and leave you thirsty for more. Recorded at Scott's home studio and mastered by the legendary Jerry Tubb of Terra Nova Mastering (Johnny Cash, Willie Nelson, Dwight Yoakam), Bad Ingredients delivers in both classic S.H.B. throat stomping style and ever-evolving as a songwriter substance. Crowd pleasing tracks like "Victory Song" and "I Want My Mojo Back" force the listener to bang down their shot glasses in time to the beat, as best they can, and sing along. While "Just Another River" and "Open Road" might just find itself into your cerebellum subconsciously while you fight the late night spins and reflect on another day lost to the night. Bad Ingredients might just cure what ails you and large doses are encouraged...pick it up at a brick and mortar or online this October 11th, 2011.
What makes a Scott H. Biram show unlike anything you've ever experienced? His live stage performance consists of a collection of vintage guitars, a couple rock guitars wired up through a wall of beat up road worn amplifiers, all accompanied by a stomp board of his own creation. The board is powered by two huge big-rig grilled subwoofers that sit directly behind him providing a powerful thump that obligates the crowd to shake their fists and their asses. His voice is driven through the slightest overdriven mics that make the vocals ride on top of his sound while blending perfectly with the rest of the instruments. Scott H. Biram is a man possessed. Why not let his dirty gospel enter your soul and join him at his First Church of the Ultimate Fanaticism...no wine, just whisky. Hallelujah.
Mix one part Texas fiddle and one part Tennessee banjo, add doghouse bass and a splash of guitar and you have a delicious cocktail for your ears known as the Urban Pioneers. This string band hammers out a variety of original songs that encompass old time hillbilly music, western swing, rockabilly, and even a few gypsy type songs for good measure.