Brian Andrew Marek

This is the part where I draw you in with a killer opening line (written, like everything else in this bio, in the third person) implying that I am a major force on the scene, dazzling the masses with the genius of my songwriting and the beauty of my singing.
This is the part where I tell you that the solo album I've been promising everybody for two years is "coming soon" after "a little more mixing", while failing to note that I have no idea where I'm gonna get the money to press it. This is also the part where I, in my editorial capacity, stress how incredibly superior it is to everything I'd ever done before and, most importantly, how I played a whole lot of different instruments on it.
This is the part where I tell you that my old band (self-)released two CD's while conveniently omiting the laughable sales figures. This is also the part where I pad our one-off road gigs into "regional touring" and presume that, being late, the band is lamented as well.
This is the part where I catalogue all of my other minor but vaguely important-sounding accomplishments with all the gravity of a CEO updating his resume and polish it all off with another reminder of what an extremely talented, wonderful and popular guy I am.
The fact is, I'm an obscure musical artist. I've always been obscure and will probably be obscure for the rest of my life. The best I can hope for a is a small cult following and, if I'm lucky, a posthumous reappraisal. I'm stubbornly principled, defiantly idiosyncratic and frustratingly uncompromising. I have no taste for fame and am philosophical about fortune.
My only real ambition is to make music that can allow others to experience those same ineffable, transcendent, bottomless sensations of emotional resonance that I have felt while listening to my favorite artists' works (many of whom were/are obscure - talk about influence). Sadly, because art is so subjective and, because an artist can never experience their own work from another's perspective, I'll never really know if I've succeeded. A lot of my stuff still sounds damn fine to me, though, so I'm not complaining.
So enjoy my music. Or don't. The fact is, you don't have a choice. You'll either get it or you won't, and I can't wire your brainpan any differently with my honeyed words of prose. My only request is that you choose to listen and find out where you naturally stand.
There's more of my solo music on my Soundclick page (where you'll also find the old bio that I mercilessly mock above), and be sure to check out my band Bargain Basement , proud purveyors of gloriously low-tech, deep-soul rock 'n' roll since 2006. Also, this is my favorite person in the whole wide world .