in which beauty comes from the tallest man in the world

so, when i first heard this song, i felt like i'd been hit by a tidal wave of beauty. i sort of lost my breath and sat back in my chair and listened without doing much else (here's a secret, i tend to troll for new, interesting music as a way to work through problems when writing). it was that powerful.

like the wheel, off the tallest man on earth's new EP, sometimes the blues is just a passing bird, is so hauntingly simple and gorgeous that it serves as an excellent example to those out there who think music has to be tweaked with, amplified, distorted, and altered to become listener friendly (brit-brit, gaga, and all you other hacks, i'm looking at you!).



oh i wish i was the sparrow in your kid's eye
like a fly above is summer all day long
on an island in the heart he has to carry
past the many you have let into your song

and i said oh my lord why am i not strong
like the wheel that keeps travelers traveling on
like the wheel that will take you home

and in the forest someone is whispering to a tree now
this is all i am so please don't follow me
and it's your brother in the shaft that i'm swinging
please let the kindness of forgetting set me free

and he said oh my lord why am i not strong
like the wheel that keeps travelers traveling on
like the wheel that will take you home

and on this sunday someone's sititng down to wonder
where the hell among these mountains will i be?
there's a cloud behind the cloud to which i'm yelling
i could hear you sneak around so easily

and i said oh my lord why am i not strong
like the branch that keeps hangman hanging on
like the branch that will take me home


(mp3) like the wheel by the tallest man on earth (via it's label, dead oceans)

and for those of you who want to delight in the entire EP, snag it off of itunes HERE.