B.A. Johnston is your deep fryer daddy, the chairman of cheeseburgers, the Stompin’ Tom Connors of a new era. He’s shirtless and self-deprecating, and as virile as Gremlins in water. Armed with an acoustic guitar and backed by the technological genius of his Discman, he’s as punk as they come. With abrupt honesty, B.A. will serenade you from the back seat to the gutter.