Moe's Alley Presents: Supersuckers + Scott H. Biram

Weve got a rockin double bill for ya! Supersuckers and Scott H. Biram!Wednesday, May 17, 2026Doors: 7pm / Show: 8pm$20 in advance / $25 day of the show21+ * All sales are final* Avoid scammers! Only purchase tickets from moesalley.com or ticketweb.com* Tickets requested by email will be delivered 3 days prior to the event* Will Call tickets will be available at the door on the day of the event====SUPERSUCKERSYouve heard our name, youve seen our records, our t-shirts and our stickers. Were probably the favorite band of someone you know and yet maybe were still a mystery to you. Well my friend, thats okay, youre at the right place to get to know the greatest rock-n-roll band in the world, The Supersuckers.And the next time you see the Supersuckers name, whether its in the record store, online somewhere, or on the marquee at your local rock club, know that there are some quality, honest, ass-kicking, hard-working individuals behind it all trying to make your life a little better through the Evil Powers Of Rock-n-Roll (and the occasional detour into the country music, of course) and wed love nothing better than to have you there with us as! Just remember to wear clean underwear, cuz were gonna rock the pants right off of you! Eddie Spaghetti, The SupersuckersSCOTT H. BIRAMScott H. Biram unleashes a fervent display of conviction through, not only the genuine blues, classic country, bluegrass, and rock n roll, but he seals the deal with punk, heavy metal, and frankly, anything else he wants to. Hes The Dirty Old One Man Band. He will still the room with haunting South Texas blues, then turn it upside down, into a truck drivers mosh pit. Like he says, it might be baptism, or it might be murder, either wayyou gonna see the light.This legally ordained preachers singing, yodeling, growling, leering and brash preachin and hollerin is accompanied by sloppy riffs, and licks literally yanked, one at a time, out of his collection of crusty, worn out, Gibson hollowbody guitars, and battle axes. All this held down with a pounding backbeat brought forth by his amplified left foot, and self customed stomp board. The remainder of this brutally charming one-man band consists of an unwieldy combination of beat-up amplifiers and old microphones strung together by a tangled mess of guitar cables. Dont get too close! You gonna get some grease on ya!