Obiter Dicta Issue 3 - September 28, 2015 | Page 13

ARTS & CULTURE Monday , September 28, 2015   13 A Concert Review: The Tallest Man on Earth Live at Massey Hall, 4 September 2015 justin philpott › staff writer T he Tallest Man on Earth is the moniker of Swedish folk-singer Kristian Matsson. Contrary to what his stage name suggests, Matsson is no bigger than your average horse jockey. His voice, however, is larger than life and is an integral part of his music. It bolts out the speaker like a horse from the turnstile at the start of a race. Matsson is touring this summer in support of his new Tallest Man on Earth album, Dark Bird is Home, which was released back in May on the Dead Oceans label. Since his debut album, Shallow Grave, released in 2008, Matsson has developed a loyal and growing fan base; a fan base which was put to the test with the release of Dark Bird is Home, the first Tallest Man on Earth album to feature a full band. It marks a significant change in style from his previous three albums, which consisted primarily of Matsson’s booming voice perfectly entwined with his acoustic guitar. No other frills seemed necessary. From the looks of things at Massey Hall on Friday night, I would say most of his fans have come to terms with his musical evolution. Although I am sure, if given the choice, most would rather it be just him and his acoustic guitar. Matsson and his band hit the stage at Massey Hall full of energy, with him immediately jumping into the crowd and proceed to give the lucky fans in rows A to C high fives. The band opened with a brilliant version of the dream-like “Field of our Homes”, the opening track on Dark Bird is Home. As expected, the early part of the set featured a collection of songs from the new album. With a number of talented musicians behind him, I was wondering if and how Matsson would use them when he switched to playing songs from his earlier albums. Just then nightmares of a Bob Dylan concert I went to flooded my brain where Dylan had turned his classic songs into unrecognizable fragments of their former glory. Instead of nightmares, Matsson put the crowd in a state of ecstasy with full band renditions of “King of Spain,” “1904,” and “The Wild Hunt.” Matsson and his