Somewhere among country, folk, blues, punk, and even metal exists Texas bad boy Scott H. Biram.
A cult figure for years, Biram might begin benefiting from mainstream America's revived interest in the Americana peddled by far less salty acts such as Mumford & Sons. But where rock radio's new rootsy bands are still easily digestible, Biram unapologetically sings, screams, and stomps about the uglier side of life.
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In other words, this is sweaty, grimy stuff from the nation's underbelly that, perhaps unfortunately for listeners, never gets within a football field's length of the Grand Ole Opry. All the better for fans, who can catch Biram in a superintimate setting at Propaganda.