"Maybe it is the nothingness that is real and our entire dream is nonexistent, but in that case we feel that these phrases of music, and these notions that exist in relation to our dream, must also be nothing. We will perish, but we have for hostages these divine captives who will follow us and share our fate. And death in their company is less bitter, less inglorious, perhaps less probable"- Marcel Proust
"Yesterday is dead and gone and tomorrow's out of sight. And it's sad to be alone. Help me make it through the night"- Kris Kristofferson
"Whether it is that the faith which creates has dried up in me, or that reality takes shape in memory alone, the flowers I am shown today for the first time do not seem to me to be real flowers"- Marcel Proust
"Well I'm wearing the cloak of misery And I've tasted jilted love And the frozen smile upon my face Fits me like a glove
Well I can't escape from the memory Of the one that I'll always adore All those nights when I lay in the arms Of the girl from the red river shore "- Bob Dylan
"If hymns were rock music sung to worship whatever you happened to believe in then it would sound like Zak Smith...These are the thoughts of a man in his mid-twenties. Rather than confounding us with wisdom beyond his years he is being true to himself and singing about what he actually knows and with that comes a certain frankness. Combine that with a soulful but raw voice and guitars that are alive with riffs and energy"-Glasswerk.com album review.
This is singer/songwriter Zak Smith's blog. He writes about music and posts his songs and videos here. Go to Zaksmithlive.com for more information.