Walkabout by Rob Brown

Art isn’t a sport. We don’t hand out medals for saxophone solos, even though magazines with star ratings have made it their business to try. They’ve been setting the scene for decades now—unqualified judges handing out scores like it’s the Olympics. Don’t play that game.

But every so often, you hear someone and think, “Oh. That’s *different*.”

Rob Brown is one of those people. I’m not going to call him one of the greatest living alto saxophonists—hypocritical as hell, considering what I just said—but I will say this: when Rob plays, it’s like a ripple in the room. You could sit through a whole night of saxophonists, but when Rob hits his first note, you’ll look up. You’ll stop scrolling. You’ll wonder: *What’s happening here?*

The real mystery is why more people aren’t talking about Rob. But then again, it’s no mystery at all. Rob’s too busy mastering the saxophone to spend time curating his online persona. He speaks through spontaneous group composition, not Facebook or Instagram. And that’s what you’ll hear on this album. 

From the first track, Rob, Brandon Lopez, and Juan Pablo Carletti show us a way to swing you didn’t know existed—and it swings harder than most music I’ve ever heard. Together, they create a new synthetic sentient being. 

But I could keep going, and that wouldn’t do this justice. Just listen. Listen closely. This trio is saying something. And when you get it, you’ll feel it deeply.

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