Andrew Smith Disaster

Andrew Smith Disaster

BandAlternativeSinger/Songwriter

Composted Americana Rock With Attitude.

Biography

ANDREW SMITH DISASTER

Meet Andrew Smith. Just your average chain-smoking, guitar-wielding, ex-con rocker from the uber-liberal green state of Vermont. He's got a big mouth, a big shaved head and a big fat cat named Johnny Cash. Underlying everything else, a long list of big mistakes and opportunities missed that would cause most of us to just pack it in. Not Andrew Smith. He's just getting started.

Smith’s life, like many of ours, has been pockmarked by missteps and misfortune that have inexorably led to great successes…each greater than the previous. And that's what keeps him going. Life's disasters.

Disaster first struck when the then-college student found $30 grand mis-deposited in his checking account; and spent it. Three years later the FBI wanted it back. Andrew didn't have it and instead traded six months in a federal prison in Pennsylvania. There, with too much time on his hands, Smith began writing the songs that would eventually form the seven album catalog of a band called Chin Ho!, the quirky granola-rock band (and Vermont institution) that Andrew led for over a decade.

During the years of the band’s New England prominence, Chin Ho! toured relentlessly -- playing close to 1000 shows in just over a decade -- and staggered from near-hit to near-miss. The band got great press everywhere they went. Radio stations (both college and commercial) enthusiastically supported the band, especially the last single, the controversial "I Wish I Was a Girl," which brought the band to the pinnacle of its acclaim.

But Andrew had had enough. Realizing that Chin Ho! was not the best vehicle for the expression of his unique narrative voice, he called it quits on the band he had led since 1991. Smith’s departure coincided with more personal disasters (Andrew's dad had a heart attack, he broke his hand in five places, and - despite being a rock 'n' roll cliche - a drummer died). So, for three years, he virtually imprisoned himself in his basement, refusing even to answer the phone. He disconnected himself from the outside world. And, during this self-imposed exile, he made the most progress ever with his music; teaching himself to play the guitar with a broken hand and taking assertive control of his craft. He did what he had to do: he wrote himself out of an emotional black hole. And, his solitary confinement sparked the songs that would mark the beginning of something new… the very reflective, infective and above all, inspiring -- Andrew Smith Disaster.

With Andrew Smith Disaster, the artist that succeeded in licensing compositions to numerous films and television programs including WB's Dawson's Creek, MTV's Road Rules and The Real World, and ABC's original Making The Band is primed for a renewed effort to reach the platinum ring. Andrew has taken control of his musical destiny by focusing entirely on his songwriting and forming a new band that finally makes the music he hears in his head. The new band rocks -- featuring Smith on acoustic guitar and some new friends on organ/piano, electric guitars, bass and drums. And Smith’s lyrics have taken on a whole new clarity and power, conveyed by his ‘burlap fog’ ‘Eddie Vedder meets Neil Diamond’ voice. This is one disaster that Smith should be proud of. This disaster was meant to be.

“THE NEVER WILL BEs” is the first taste of the unique sound of Composted Americana Rock With Attitude as created by Andrew Smith Disaster.

Lyrics

THE NEVER WILL BEs

Written By: Andrew Smith

We are the Has-Beens and the Never-Weres and the Never-Really-Wanted-To-Anyways
We are the Ones-Who-Tried-Too-Hard and the Ones-Who-Didn't Try-At-All
We are the Who-What-Where-When-Whys
and the Why-Nots
and now, now we're the Never-Know-Why-We're-The-Why-Nots

WE ARE THE NEVER-WILL-BES
AND WE DON'T KNOW WHY
WE'RE NOT STILL-COULD-BES
BECAUSE WE STILL SHOULD BE
STILL-COULD-BES

We are the Wanted-Tos but we're the Couldn't-Dos because the Coulds always got in our way
We are the Ones-Who-Wanted-More-Than-We-Could-Ever-Hope-To-Pay-For
We are the Me-You-We-And-Is and the ayes could have had it if I
If I had only tried
Maybe I could have had it....

We are the Maybes and the Maybe-Nots
and the You-Just-Never-Knows
We were the Never-Ever-Gonna-Give-Ups
Now we're the We-Just-Gotta-Gos
We are the Runner-Ups and the Written-Offs and the Just-Didn't-Get-Anywheres
And now we're Too-Cool-To-Cares
Like we're the Already-Been-Theres

I Do I Do I Do

Written By: Andrew Smith

I think I love you more than life itself
Even though sometimes it hurts like hell
Even though I know I shouldn't care
I do I do I do
I want you to be true to yourself
Even if it means I'm out
Even if it means you don't
You don't You don't You don't

YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY
YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY
YOU DON'T HAVE TO SAY A WORD

I love you more than I should say
I know I shouldn't but I do anyway
Even though I know I shouldn't care
I do I do I do
I don't want you to ever go away
But it feels like you might everyday
Everyday just might be the day
You don't You don't You don't

Drawer

Written By: Andrew Smith

She falls like a hard mist that covers the morning ground
I'm on a long list of lovers she's kept around
Like photographs we gather and she keeps us in a drawer
I often think she'd rather trade us in for something more

We're all she's got
She's scared and she wonders why
We're all she's got in her life

Living under a pretense
She creates a life she'd like to lead
Telling people we're her friends
She convinces us and we believe
Like photographs we gather and she keeps us in a drawer
I often think she's rather trade us in for something more

We're all she's got
She's scared and she wonders why
We're all she's got in her life.

Discography

"THE NEVER WILL BEs"

Set List

"THE NEVER WILL BEs"
"I See Snow"
"Drawer"
"On Now"
"I Do I Do I Do"
"Yeah Yeah Yeah Yeah, Yeah"
"Un"
"Last Call"
"Rich And Famous"
Too Much Of Too Much Is..."
"Miss Vermont"
"Happy New Year"
"When To Say When"
"Already Dropped"
"My Mind"
"Dinner at the Daily Planet"
"Half Bastard Half Bitch"
"To Describe This Girl"
"Words Fail"
"Dance Like A Girl"
"So David Kamm Said"
"Pharmacopoeia"
"Clouds"
"Organ Donor, Yes"
Sunday Morning Coming Down" (Kris Kris)
"The Idiot Kings" (Soul Coughing)