Kristian Matsson may not really be the Tallest Man, but he may be close to the man catching the most hearts. His songcraft here is intricate and undoubtedly heart-wrenching. It’s impossible to ignore his vocals’ roughness, which comes off as a desperate attempt to convey emotion through one three-minute acoustic gem after another. But it’s desperate in a good way, as if he’s frustrated with all those songwriters hiding behind sappy metaphors. The Swedish native’s gorgeous finger-picking swims underneath his growled poetry quickly and fluidly. On the title track, he stretches out his fingers on the piano for a quiet punch to the gut. If Matsson’s declaration in “Wind and Walls” is true — this is not the future, but I sense it’s right up there — hearts will be aching for what’s to come.