It’s time for some Tallest Man. His writing isn’t perfect, sometimes he tries too hard and wanders into nonsense, but he’s earnest, and when it’s good it’s really good. His voice is what it is, and I enjoy it for that. First and foremost though, the man can flat out play. Tunes the strings all strange, claps a capo halfway down the neck, then just… damn. And when it all comes together? He is capable of something truly special.
“Why are you stabbing my illusion?
Just ’cause I stole some eagle’s wings,
because you named me as your lover–
Well, I thought I could be anything.”
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