"This is a prime example of hellbilly music. The band is great and tight, oh wait, that's not a band it's only one man Scott H. Birham himself. The music is rough and raw, and as the sticker on the album states, best when played very loud. Really, this album, along with his first album, are worth picking up no matter what kind of music you like. He's probably the only guy capable of challenging Hank Williams III for his position as the badest country boy you'll ever meet."
One Man Band!!
Roxanne Butterfield | Monterey Peninsula, California | 07/07/2009
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Seeing Biram live was my first experience with his music and I was nervous about the CD. But Graveyard Shift lives up to its/his name. He is truly a one man band that explodes with music in its most raw and pure form. The lyrics are fitting with talk of love, murder, and good times. They get me moving to do anything from dishes in the kitchen, gardening with my cats, or having a few beers with my friends. This CD is a must have for anyone who loves cow punk, country, or just good rock and roll. Try it with a shot of Jack and a beer today."
A rare talent
Proggy McGee | Newark Ohio | 05/16/2009
(5 out of 5 stars)
"Lately, I have really been getting into the subgenre of music that many are calling "hellbilly" and still others have called "dark roots". I don't know what to call it really, but I know what I like and in my opinion Scott H. Biram is the best of the genre (whatever it is). He makes an awful lot of good sounds for a one man band and his voice is as genuine and timeless as Hank Williams Sr. He can make you smile and I suspect that if he wanted to he could bring a tear to your eye as well. A great listen and a rare talent."
Gut-checks and coal-black images that linger a bit too long
loce_the_wizard | Lilburn, GA USA | 02/20/2008
(4 out of 5 stars)
"One-man-band, Scott H. Biram travels to some dark places on "Graveyard Shift." Certainly, that statement is not a revelation, merely a confirmation. Mr. Biram performs all the music, employing electric and acoustic guitars, harmonica, and organ, plus various other instruments (oops, not so fast, a fellow named Ethan Shaw contributes some steel guitar on the track 18 Wheeler Fever).
The primal mix of rock (heavy stuff), blues, gospel, country and whatever else one wants to look for suggests Mr. Biram either vacations in Hell or gnaws brimstone for breakfast. There are no silver-linings here, just gut-checks and coal-black images that linger a bit too long. Though there is a certain flatness in spots (imagine how these songs might sound with a full band of conspirators helping out), hats off to Mr. Biram for conjuring up this eclectic batch of songs.