The Good: There isn’t much to say about this album. It is a shadow of the former musician. His lyrical abilities have remained in tac, but I can sense that the man has become comfortable in life, either from a lover or fame. I’m happy to feel that in the music of a man who produced some extraordinary stuff back in the day. He deserves it.
The Bad: The Tallest Man on Earth emerged in the era where everyone else were playing indie guitar songs with drums and fast paced antics. The only others constructing what would be the return of folk to mainstream were bands like Fleet Foxes, Noah and the Whale, and Laura Marling. Even Tallest Man’s greatest work, his second album and the following EP, emerged just before folk became popular and focused more on cutesy melodies rather than heartfelt loneliness. Now, with folk quivering in the underground once more, especially with Mumford turning their backs on the banjo, Tallest Man seems to have thrown in the towel too. His guitar work sounds more like a necessity needed to accompany his vocals rather than a tool the man once used to concoct twisting note-picking harmonies. The recording seems like he recorded the instrumentation without a real microphone on garageband and simply sang over the top afterwards. The man has clearly lost inspiration or soul.
Would I Listen Again: No