Mark Browne

Mark Browne is a saxophonic symbolic system of soprano and sopranino. His metaphor exists in the terrible deaths of dog-toys, cockpit, Cockshill, Coxhill music Bohman, Bohman, Crow. In the fetishisation of vibrations on copper. His instruments are coerced in a sault-somer of malapert systems. He works within a fine power-mesh that destroys the puritanicaldynamics of accepted sound. A fanatic of disaster. A fastidious amateur of grief. He destabilises both the physical and psychological through his art. Music is not privileged here; it is the interaction of hand on duck-call, copper drum, flowers of saxophone and breath-beats that underlie his rejection of homogenised sound ideologies and the alpha male collection of objects. Pluralism is encouraged and embraced in Mark’s work – it is not clock-work it is duree. A pulsing bricolage of bark-rips and gusset-faced machinations. Crush!!! Crush!!! He is a beautiful, liberating anti-Enlightenment machine. As with all defiance, soprano and sopranino destroy the blowing syntax and all is readily free as the folding of the 53rd noisy little cloud. Mark is a riff-hope-shy, bed singing with a clear now-self.

Text by Molly Bloom

Links

• https://bandcamp.com/markvbrowne