Union is a deliberate songwriter, his sonic libation adhering to the highest standards of a reckless night. His lyrics don’t sleep and his rhythms are driving stolen wheels on a suspended license downhill toward a cliff. There are unmistakable flavors of R&B and Soul, hints of Reggae and Funk, and a splash of low-end beats poured over a light serving of Rock for refreshment. At the end of the night, you don’t care what’s in it; You know it tastes good and does its job every time. Ben is that time you drank all that champagne and rum punch and never got the hangover you most certainly deserved.
In the white collar world of entertainment, Ben Union is a blue collar man who looks better in a suit than the guy whose name is on the tag and wears it like he doesn’t even care. His lyrics and melodies carry the familiar traces and notes of all the dues a man should pay, tearing up the clubs from the back of a van and paying his bills by the sweat of his brow, earning him the calluses, scars and aches of life that few men know in their youth. His songs are a story that every person can relate to; Whether pointing out the lies you tell yourself or bringing you to tears with a heart wrenching ballad of love lost, Union is a refreshing voice of truth in a culture of feigned honesty. His music is like a 5 o’clock shadow on a pretty face that’s not there for the sake of fashion, but because it’s a cold world out there and a working man has no time to primp at dawn. Truth is rough, but sets you free. Ben Union has been liberated.