I have no idea what the kids are into these days. I’m still not listening to the radio; although, now it’s not by choice. I have no car for a couple weeks (my mom had graciously lent me her car for several months, but needs it now), so I’m doomed to my iPhone’s library (the life of a pauper, I know). You might already be well aware of The Tallest Man on Earth. Hell, you might even have worn him out on your ipod; you might be so far done with listening to him that you stuck his metaphorical album (mp3’s; no one uses CDs anymore) back into the storage of your computer, right alongside Dashboard Confessional on a playlist marked “nostalgia.” What I’m trying to say is: I’m behind. But I’m working on it.
I had just over an hour left at work and I needed a kick-start. What I got was several videos of The Tallest Man on Earth playing his guitar in random places all over town. They were at all different websites, and I don’t want you to waste all your much needed energies clicking all over this god-forsaken internet. So, I compiled them here for you. For some reason when I watch him play in these places, it feels like this was his purpose: to roam along with his melodies across the bruised earth. Enjoy.