Ballin’ is less frantic than their debut LP, Irony, and miles away from their molar-diggin’, unhinged Don Fleming-produced after-birth announcement EP, Dig.
Blue-collar throwbacks to the guys who slaved in the mills and pits all day and then threw back shots all night. They’re characters in Springsteen songs.
You hear Steel Miners for the first time and immediately you wanna go out and smash all the windows in the upscale, yuppified clothing store up the street.