THE BOY SMITH – Three Chords and a Message.
Ross Smith is a 35 year old Singer/Song Writer based in Moray. With a Rustic voice and a way with with his words, The Boy Smith has been mesmerising us with his Acoustic streams as we experience a new meaning of “Live Music” during lockdown. Catching up with Ross, we learnt a lot about where the passion and influence came from and what we can expect from such a talented “Family Man” in the coming months. Here’s how it went…
What inspired you to get into Music?
To be honest, it was when I was in high school! One of my friends played the guitar and the other drums, but nobody was on bass, so I picked up a bass guitar and we played as a cover band for a couple of years. When I was younger and lived in Dundee, my friends were in a band called ‘The Energy Plan’ and supported an amazing band ‘The Hazy Janes’. I kind of followed them. I’ll happily say I felt like the least talented out of my friends, I felt like I latched on a wee bit like Jabba’s wee mate from Star Wars!! When my friends moved away it inspired me to pick up an acoustic guitar and start a journey of my own. Doing my own thing really helped build my confidence.
How would you describe the music you typically create?
Pretty much every song I’ve written is like an emotional, melancholy ballad! I struggle sometimes to write upbeat tunes but I get great feedback on the pieces I’ve written so far and most importantly they are relatable.
What’s your creative process when writing a new song?
Usually whilst I’m sat stewing in my thoughts after something has happened I tend to write things down in order for me to better process my thoughts. It’s always words first. Once that’s down I’ll take a look at the chord progression and a melody and then get it all put together. Once I’ve written the words down, usually I’ll chuck them to one side for a couple of months or until I’ve forgotten about them and then pick them up and finish them! I’m very unorganised, you should see the notepads everywhere that are filled with lyrics… like the mad ramblings of a lunatic.