Swedish folkster The Tallest Man on Earth has been heaped with plenty of praise of late for his excellent debut album and intense, captivating live shows – as anyone who’s seen him will testify to (we had our own jaw-on-floor moment in Spain at Primavera).
Now he’s coming to Ireland for a gig in Whelans on September 11th. Tickets are currently onsale for a bargain €15.
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(Q) What is the real name of the musician ‘The Tallest Man on Earth’?
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About The Tallest Man on Earth:
“His frantic strumming and front-porch poetry recall everyone from the Carter Family to Lead Belly to, most noticeably, country bluesman Mississippi John Hurt.” – Pitchfork, 8.3
“His melodies are as sturdy as mountain ballads, with intricate finger-picking and chords strummed precisely enough to ring with selected overtones.” – New York Times
Sweden’s Kristian Matsson is The Tallest Man on Earth – a finger picking virtuoso who plays inspired Dylan-esque folk songs.
Montezumas front-man Matsson started recording a set of rustic, gravelly-voiced tunes, ones that nodded to fellow Swedes Homesick Hank and Thomas Denver Jonsson, under the name The Tallest Man on Earth in early 2000.
His self-titled debut EP was released on Sweden’s Gravitation Records in 2006. The “Pistol Dreams” single followed one year later, leading up to the release of his first full-length album, Shallow Grave, in 2008.
Accompanied solely by his acoustic guitar, Matsson bellows out his serpentine verses with great passion, especially on highlights “I Won’t be Found” and “Where Do My Bluebirds Fly?” The sparse yet intimate musicianship reinforces this album’s singular vision, drawing you into a darting stream of consciousness.
Matsson is an adept fingerpicker, and his guitar is easily as central as his voice, which is high, crackling, and rich. Much like Dylan himself, Matsson has mined the American south for inspiration, and his frantic strumming and front-porch poetry recall everyone from the Carter Family to Lead Belly to, most noticeably, country bluesman Mississippi John Hurt.
“I am The Tallest Man on Earth. So tall I have a feeling that my funeral will be expensive, they’ll have to saw my body in half and put the two parts in separate graves. I guess some people will mourn the top part, some the bottom.” – Kristian Matsson