Day 294 – Mark Wynn

If you’ve been reading the blog for a while, you may recall some of the slightly more, ahem, “eccentric” singers and songwriters that I’ve included (I’m looking at you Beans On Toast). But it’s been a little while since I had another to add to the list, so let’s address that today.

Meet York-based troubadour and anarchic guitar poet Mark Wynn – an artist that I can only describe as the bastard child of Mark E Smith, Syd Barrett and Half Man Half Biscuit. Mumbling melodically through a catalogue of whimsical versery, his stuff is kind of a small-town outlook littered with punkish enthusiasm and sardonic observations, wrapped up in a wry shell.

There are certainly parallels here with the stuff that Beans has done: not least in terms of their prolific output. But I think Wynn’s stuff may even be more eclectic than his southern counterpart, albeit with a voice that sounds slightly less ravaged by Marlboro reds and booze.

Anyway, here’s Billy Billy I Love You from his, frankly, outstandingly-titled 2013 album Support Your Local Scene, Go Watch Your Mate’s Shit Band. It’s a corker of a tune, albeit one that you may need to adjust and train your eyes to. I think it’s ace.



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