"Only the great masters of style ever suceed in being obscure"- Wilde
"Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9, Number 9"- The Beatles
"...& is he honest who resists his genius or conscience only for the sake of present ease or gratification"- William Blake
"I never cared for school or any golden rules Papa used to always say I was a useless fool So I left my home to show them they was wrong And headed out on the road singing my song Then one sunny day. the man, he looked my way And everything that I dreamed of, it was real Money, girls and cars; and big long cigars And I caught the first plane home so papa would see
When I went home to show em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Papa I only wish you could see me now Take a listen papa Whoo, I learnt how to play my guitar Gonna be a superstar
First I got lost, then I got found The ones I love are in the ground Wont you tell me please was I right or wrong
If theres any way you can hear what I say Papa, I never meant to do you wrong All the money, girls and cars. and all the words and all the cigars Papa, I just want you to know they couldnt take your place
When I went home to show em they was wrong All that I found was two tombstones Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong Oh, such a sad song First I got lost, then I got found But the ones that I love are in the ground Somebody tell me please was I right or wrong"- Lynyrd Skynyrd
"Every great phenomenon is followed by degeneration. Particularly in the realm of art..all great talents...seem to devestate the nature around them"- Nietzsche
"These things that have comforted me, I drive away This place that is my home I cannot stay"- Bruce Springsteen
"In the ruins of great buildings the idea of the plan speaks more impressively than in lesser buildings, however well preserved they are"- Walter Benjamin
"Once I had mountains in the palm of my hand, And rivers that ran through ev'ry day. I must have been mad, I never knew what I had, Until I threw it all away"- Bob Dylan
"Bravely bearing on, thy will is destined an eternal war to wage with tyranny and falsehood, and uproot the germs of misery from the human heart"- Shelley
"'I am,' I said To no one there An no one heard at all Not even the chair 'I am,' I cried 'I am,' said I And I am lost, and I can't even say why'"- Neil Diamond
"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.