There is a line between insanity and genius that Mark Mallman has
built a career on. His solid songwriting and wild stage persona have
earned him opening spots on stages with artists as diverse from Cat
Power to Green Day to Guided by Voices to name a fraction. Mallman’s
expansive catalog of infinitely catchy rock songs has rocked the
airwaves of MTV, VH1, NPR, and dozens of major motion picture trailers
and video games.
On 2016's The End Is Not The End, Mallman exposes himself to the to
rawest nerve, the likes of which haven’t been heard since Neutral Milk
Hotel's In an Aeroplane Over The Sea or The Eels’ Electro-Shock Blues.
It is a deliberate meditation on overcoming the roots of despair. But
even so, this is a timeless, kick ass rock record. As Mallman sings
it: “I didn't know where I was going / till I stopped believing and I
started knowing / The story of life is what was manifested where once
was a void.”
He's been written about by Rolling Stone, Pitchfork, USA Today, Wired,
NME, The Toronto Star, Chicago Sun-Times, the Denver Post and so on.
However, despite this substantial list of credits, he's also been
characterized as a madman numerous times, by numerous sources, over
the years. Possibly for his “Elton Johnny Rotten” live show.
But most likely Mallman actually is a mad genius for staging four of
his “Marathon” events over the years, including a non-stop, non-sleep
78-hour song with 576-pages of lyrics, all live from his hometown’s
Turf Club in an endurance exercise much more akin to John Cage than
David Blaine. Did the 110 musicians and over 25,000 people who tuned
into the internet broadcast during its peak think Mr. Serious
(nickname) was nuts? Hopefully.
Hmm, maybe Mallman isn’t such a madman after all.
“Indie rock super hero.” – Minneapolis City Pages
“...engaging ballads and forceful pop tunes...” – Rolling Stone
“Mallman ’s ‘70s-redolent music could be huge...” – Pitchfork
“Tin Pan Alley-meets-Madison Square Garden.” – Salt Lake City Weekly
“Mad pop genius.” – My Old Kentucky Blog
“David Lynch would appreciate Mallman’s world.” – Chicago Sun Times
“You’ve not really lived until you’ve seen Mark Mallman...” – Denver Post
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