The Tallest Man Re-Releases Debut + Watch Duet w/ Idiot Wind
Later this month, the Tallest Man on Earth’s self-titled debut EP will be re-released on vinyl by Dead Oceans. Arriving on June 21, the set has been expanded to 6 tracks with the addition of previously unreleased cut “In The Pockets.” Great news for Kristian Matsson fans indeed (you can pre-order a copy of the 2006 EP here), but while we wait for his second newly unveiled cut, enjoy the magnetic chemistry between Matsson and Idiot Wind’s Amanda Bergman as they sing a recent live duet version of the closing track to last year’s Sometimes the Blues Is Just a Passing Bird, “Thrown Right At Me,” above.
Shake it Out
The only reason I reopen this forum for my thoughts is because it’s 2012 and I figured that maybe I should let that mean something this year instead of just shrugging off the idea of change as naive and idealistic. I think we have to share our thoughts with others in order to unlock aspects of ourselves. We probably have a million thoughts a day that go unrecognized even in ourselves, but when we tell them to someone else, there’s an exchange there. We may even get explanations for our own thoughts.
This is what happened to me last night when I got an unexpected phone call from my best friend from my study abroad program. I didn’t have a very memorable New Year’s day and I was feeling pretty down. I think God had it in mind that she should call me, because it completely changed my outlook for this year. We share many things in common, including still measuring our lives in semesters, even though we’re graduated. For both of us, this past “semester” has been a time of struggle between staying put where we are with the concept of trying to be responsible, and going after something greater. I talk a lot about my potential future ideas and where I’d like to be and what I’m applying too, but I don’t have a whole lot of faith in myself and tend to shy away from changing my current position and following through with applying to teach english in other countries or go to grad school (both of which I’ve spent countless hours talking about to others). A big problem, though, is that I don’t think I have much faith in God to bring me through and give me what I ask him for…so I just don’t ask. I felt cheated after I got out of school and didn’t find my dream job immediately. For all of my scholastic years, I felt like God and I kind of had this understanding and he let things fall together really easily for me, despite my pattern of procrastination. Now I think I’m ready to accept some responsibility and also ask for the things my heart desires instead of pretending I don’t care about them.
So here’s to a year of firsts, of shedding my scholastic self-image, blaming no one but myself for my lack of personal growth, and (as Amy and I talked about) giving up even my personality to be changed for the better.
Here’s where I should admit that I’ve been listening to the same Florence and the Machines song on repeat while I hammered out these ideas. (Sometimes I get stuck in a mindset through a song so much that I have to keep listening to it or it’s like turning a page in a book and trying to write it from memory.) So, two lines summed up what my goals are:
“I am done with my graceless heart, so I’m gonna cut it out and then restart, cuz I like to keep my issues drawn. It’s always darkest before the dawn.”
“And I’m ready to suffer and I’m ready to hope.”
I think I’m ready to put a little blood, sweat, and tears back into my life to get what I want in the hopes that there is something better out there for me. I’m sorry for all the ties I’ve severed in 2011, all times I wasn’t patient, wasn’t caring, and didn’t try to look past myself to other people’s issues. But here’s a toast to a beautiful new year and a chance to succeed again.
Cheers, beautiful people
May you be fulfilled and successful in 2012
The Shrine of Innisfree
In the doorway holding every letter that I wrote
in the driveway pulling away putting on your coat
in the ocean washing off my name from your throat
in the morning, in the morning
and if i just stay awhile here staring at the sea
and the waves break ever closer, ever near to me
i will lay down in the sand and let the ocean leave
carry me to Innisfree like pollen on the breeze
I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree,
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nine bean rows will I have there, a hive for the honeybee,
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.
And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow,
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings;
There midnight’s all a-glimmer, and noon a purple glow,
And evening full of the linnet’s wings.
I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements gray,
I hear it in the deep heart’s core.
(A mash-up of Fleet Foxes & Yeats)
Why the United States Is Destroying Its Education System
A nation that destroys its systems of education, degrades its public information, guts its public libraries and turns its airwaves into vehicles for cheap, mindless amusement becomes deaf, dumb and blind. It prizes test scores above critical thinking and literacy. It celebrates rote vocational training and the singular, amoral skill of making money. It churns out stunted human products, lacking the capacity and vocabulary to challenge the assumptions and structures of the corporate state. It funnels them into a caste system of drones and systems managers. It transforms a democratic state into a feudal system of corporate masters and serfs. […]
Teachers, under assault from every direction, are fleeing the profession. Even before the “reform” blitzkrieg we were losing half of all teachers within five years after they started work—and these were people who spent years in school and many thousands of dollars to become teachers. How does the country expect to retain dignified, trained professionals under the hostility of current conditions? I suspect that the hedge fund managers behind our charter schools system—whose primary concern is certainly not with education—are delighted to replace real teachers with nonunionized, poorly trained instructors. To truly teach is to instill the values and knowledge which promote the common good and protect a society from the folly of historical amnesia. The utilitarian, corporate ideology embraced by the system of standardized tests and leadership academies has no time for the nuances and moral ambiguities inherent in a liberal arts education. Corporatism is about the cult of the self. It is about personal enrichment and profit as the sole aim of human existence. And those who do not conform are pushed aside.
“It is extremely dispiriting to realize that you are in effect lying to these kids by insinuating that this diet of corporate reading programs and standardized tests are preparing them for anything,” said this teacher, who feared he would suffer reprisals from school administrators if they knew he was speaking out. “It is even more dispiriting to know that your livelihood depends increasingly on maintaining this lie. You have to ask yourself why are hedge fund managers suddenly so interested in the education of the urban poor? The main purpose of the testing craze is not to grade the students but to grade the teacher.”
“I cannot say for certain—not with the certainty of a Bill Gates or a Mike Bloomberg who pontificate with utter certainty over a field in which they know absolutely nothing—but more and more I suspect that a major goal of the reform campaign is to make the work of a teacher so degrading and insulting that the dignified and the truly educated teachers will simply leave while they still retain a modicum of self-respect,” he added. “In less than a decade we been stripped of autonomy and are increasingly micromanaged. Students have been given the power to fire us by failing their tests. Teachers have been likened to pigs at a trough and blamed for the economic collapse of the United States. In New York, principals have been given every incentive, both financial and in terms of control, to replace experienced teachers with 22-year-old untenured rookies. They cost less. They know nothing. They are malleable and they are vulnerable to termination.”
The Collapse of Globalization
Adequate food, clean water and basic security are already beyond the reach of perhaps half the world’s population. Food prices have risen 61 percent globally since December 2008, according to the International Monetary Fund. The price of wheat has exploded, more than doubling in the last eight months to $8.56 a bushel. When half of your income is spent on food, as it is in countries such as Yemen, Egypt, Tunisia and the Ivory Coast, price increases of this magnitude bring with them malnutrition and starvation. Food prices in the United States have risen over the past three months at an annualized rate of 5 percent. There are some 40 million poor in the United States who devote 35 percent of their after-tax incomes to pay for food. As the cost of fossil fuel climbs, as climate change continues to disrupt agricultural production and as populations and unemployment swell, we will find ourselves convulsed in more global and domestic unrest. Food riots and political protests will be inevitable. But it will not necessarily mean more democracy.
The refusal by all of our liberal institutions, including the press, universities, labor and the Democratic Party, to challenge the utopian assumptions that the marketplace should determine human behavior permits corporations and investment firms to continue their assault, including speculating on commodities to drive up food prices. It permits coal, oil and natural gas corporations to stymie alternative energy and emit deadly levels of greenhouse gases. It permits agribusinesses to divert corn and soybeans to ethanol production and crush systems of local, sustainable agriculture. It permits the war industry to drain half of all state expenditures, generate trillions in deficits, and profit from conflicts in the Middle East we have no chance of winning. It permits corporations to evade the most basic controls and regulations to cement into place a global neo-feudalism. The last people who should be in charge of our food supply or our social and political life, not to mention the welfare of sick children, are corporate capitalists and Wall Street speculators. But none of this is going to change until we turn our backs on the Democratic Party, denounce the orthodoxies peddled in our universities and in the press by corporate apologists and construct our opposition to the corporate state from the ground up. It will not be easy. It will take time. And it will require us to accept the status of social and political pariahs, especially as the lunatic fringe of our political establishment steadily gains power. The corporate state has nothing to offer the left or the right but fear. It uses fear—fear of secular humanism or fear of Christian fascists—to turn the population into passive accomplices. As long as we remain afraid nothing will change.
El Salar en el Norte de Chile
The quintessential place for a terremoto in Santiago



