Ben Spences takes on the stage alone, only armed with his acoustic Gibson and a stomp-board. But along with his homebrewed songs from the back porch and yonder, his rusty and rattling voice burns through making it hard to forget the authenticity from his rocking dusty univers.
Is it raw and energetic crunchy rock? Or is it some kind of alternative grungy blues?
No… it's life and soul and scars from a dusty highway in the middle of nowhere.
Besides a crooked smile and a understated glimpse in the eye you never really know what to anticipate from Ben Spences when he picks up the guitar. But before his last string breaks the guitarslinger will charmingly be telling tales with a kick alongside his songs from the punchbowl of life.
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