Stone Poetry

Stone Poetry

 Bozeman, Montana, USA
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Biography

Stone Poetry is a band with visions of past, present and future woven into a timeless fabric of sound and rhythm. The band’s roots go back as far as the late sixties and seventies when frontman and songwriter Daniel Smith was honing his songwriting chops against the backdrop of the Vietnam war on the island of Guam in Micronesia.

Eventually, he found his way to the Northern Rockies and began landing folk gigs playing in clubs and bars along an arc that stretched from the resort town of Big Sky in Montana to the Pacific Northwest. It was Smith’s keen interest in science that pulled him into rocks. In the ensuing years he left the professional music scene, acquired a masters degree in geology, and then started a multimedia design business, Earthtalk Studios, Inc. in Bozeman, Montana.

Many of the songs on Stone Poetry’s debut album, Into the Great Unknown, were written in the mid to late seventies when Daniel lived and breathed music and powder snow, while playing evenings as a solo acoustic artist and powder hounding during the days, at Big Sky Montana.

Here’s how Stone Poetry was born: In 2000, Smith ran, by chance, into old friend and seasoned guitar virtuoso Dan Krza at a local coffee shop and the two decided to get together and begin to develop a rock & roll stage show centered around the theme of exploration and adventure.

Soon thereafter, Krza introduced Smith to bassist Russ Barabe and the three became the musical core of Stone Poetry. Later, the band added vocalist Kate Regan Ciari and drummer Mark Sullivan to complete the ensemble.

Speaking of Stone Poetry’s CD, Into the Great Unknown, Yellowstone Public Radio’s Scott Prinzig wrote, “Looking for some folksy rock ‘n roll with lyrics rooted in history? Bozeman’s Stone Poetry will take you Into the Great Unknown with their debut CD full of songs that touch on Galileo, Ben Franklin, Lewis and Clark, and even outer space.

Well known environmental author and music critic Todd Wilkinson wrote, “It's safe to assume that Meriwether Lewis, William Clark, and their buckskin-clad Corps of Discovery weren't listening to proto rock-n-roll 200 years ago as they traveled across the American West. But what if? Today, add a drum kit to their resurrected spirit, an electric guitar and bass, maybe a reggae riff here, a bit of Jazz fusion there, perhaps a Southern rock power chord and a pluck of bluegrass, then meld in a chorus of imaginative lyrics, and the sweet harmonization of Daniel Smith and Kate Regan Ciari and what you've got is … well, what you've got, Pilgrim, is a band unlike any other getting radio play.”

One fan recently wrote, “Your music reaches the soul - thoughts and sounds that surpass the present and remind of the past and of possibilities not too far out of reach. Thank you for sharing your music.”

Lyrics

The Ben Franklin Song

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

You sing the praise of progress
To a better way of life
In chorus with the TV set
Through the days and nights

Through the days and nights
Nostalgia rules your mind
And grips you in a strangle hold
Of a sentimental kind

A numbness overtakes you
And courses through your veins
An opiate of the senses
In a brave new techno-age

You might as well sit back…and watch your life go by
Like Ben once said
You'll be dead before you're twenty-five
They'll just bury you…at a later time

Have we lost so much
With our Mida's touch
Shall we ask for more
Don't we have enough

Through the days and nights
Glow the neon lights
Hydrocarbons burn
While we roll the dice

When we roll the dice
We must pay the price
When we lose our self respect
Don't matter what's wrong or right

You might as well sit back…and watch your life go by
Like Ben once said
You'll be dead before you're twenty-five
They'll just bury you…at a later time

Copyright © 2004, Daniel J. Smith

The Great Unknown

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

Bill Sublette and me, we were a mighty way from home
Out on the Missouri in the great unknown
Came out with Ashley and Henry for a song
With a hundred young men and the beaver runnin' strong

Young men runnin' from the hustle of the town
Runnin' from the crowds and the metes and the bounds
Cutting the ropes that try to tie us down
Lookin' for a freedom that we had not found

Jim Bridger and me, we were boys from Missouri
Watchin' the keelboats sail into the western night
Hearin' the tales of Colter runnin' from the Blackfeet
Knowin' that we'd be as brave, confronted with the fight

Young blood boiling with the fever of the time
Up the muddy river to the great divide
West of a hundred and north of thirty-nine
Where only the lucky and the strong survive
The strong survive

Jed Smith, Bill Clyman, Fitz and Ed Rose
Split from the Henry group to find a dryland route
We weathered the hunger the thirst and the cold
To find the southern pass to the great unknown

Strong men livin' off the giving of the land
Knowin' every day could be the bloody last
Livin' hard, livin' good and livin' fast
Knowin' in our souls it could never last
Nothing ever lasts

Bill Sublette and me, we were a mighty way from home
Up on the Yellowstone in the great unknown
Keepin' our hair on and fat on the bone
Living strong and good today in the great unknown

Young men runnin' from the hustle of the town
Runnin' from the crowds and the metes and the bounds
Cuttin' the ropes that try to tie us down
Lookin' for a freedom that we had not found

Strong men livin' off the giving of the land
Knowin' every day could be the bloody last
Living hard, living good and living fast
Knowin' in our souls it could never last
Nothing ever lasts

You know it never lasts
Nothin' ever lasts

Copyright © 2004, Daniel J. Smith

Mountain Man

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

They say he’s crazy…An outcast all alone
But he sees where they don’t

They say he has red blood…Well, the mountains are his home
And them he’d rather not know

He knows fat cow from poor bull
And he prides himself in being free

He’s proud of being free
He’s proud of being truly free

Few men can boast…The freedom that he knows
He’s a trapper all alone

He hunts the wild…Virgin lands we’ll never know
But one day there will be no more

He knows fat cow from poor bull
And he prides himself in being free

He’s proud of being free
He’s proud of being truly free

Who can say… today that he’s free
We’re trapped in our false reality

I long to be…As free as the breeze
I’m afraid it’s a lost reality

He knew fat cow from poor bull
And he was proud of being free

He was proud of being free
He was proud of being truly free

Copyright © 2004, Daniel J. Smith

Swords Into Spaceships

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

It’s a long ride from Houston to Mars
Thank god the earth has survived
We’ve harnessed our minds, healed our wounds
And left our warfare behind

Imagine that journey, my friend
Captivating humankind
If we believe, expand our minds
We can be what we dream

We are born on the edge of the future
We are caught in the web of the past
Let us turn our swords into spaceships
And let us free our spirits at last

It’s a long way from Baghdad to Mars
A long way from oil to the stars
We must harness our minds, heal our wounds
And leave our warfare behind

Imagine the journey we could have
Captivating humankind
If we believe, expand our minds
We can be what we dream

Copyright © 2003, Daniel J. Smith

Beneath the Evergreen

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

In the cool, cool shade of an evergreen I see you
In a dream I see you
Soft, but strong, you are the song I sing

In the early mornin' light we stoke the fire that's burnin'
And satisfy the yearnin'
To live and love beneath the evergreen

I think I can tell you why
When you walked in you caught my eye
It's the simple way that you dress
And in your eyes, sweet tenderness

In the cold, clear water I see your reflection
We've both got our direction
We're headed far, far away

And there's somethin' 'bout the way you smile
That makes me want to stay awhile
It's the simple life you long to live
Instead of get, you'd rather give

In the cool, cool shade of an evergreen I see you
In a dream I see you
Soft, but strong, you are the song I sing

And I think I can tell you why
When you walked in you caught my eye
It's the simple way that you dress
And In your eyes sweet tenderness

Copyright © 2004, Daniel J. Smith

Snowflakes in the Sun

Written By: Daniel J. Smith

If you could tell your brother today
How much you love him
If you could look into his eyes and say
It's good to know you, friend

If you could walk with him
If you could talk with him
Would you even realize
That every soul is on the run
And 'neath the clearing April skies
He's just a snowflake in the sun

He's standing here, he's standing everywhere
His face is all around
And just as memories of winter do
His presence lingers on

If I could walk with him
If I could talk with him
Would I even realize
That all our souls are on the run
And 'neath the clearing April skies
We are snowflakes in the sun

So, take the time to tell your brother today
How much you love him
Look into his wistful eyes and say
It's good to know you, friend

Walk along with him
Talk awhile with him
Take the time to realize
That every soul is on the run
And 'neath the clearing April skies
He's just a snowflake in the sun

Copyright © 2004, Daniel J. Smith

Discography

Into the Great Unknown: a collection of 11 songs of adventure, exploration and love...

Set List

Stone Poetry
Into the Great Unknown

1) Tabula Rasa 5:42
2) The Ben Franklin Song 5:41
3) What Lies Beyond? 5:01
4) Snowflakes in the Sun 5:22
5) The Great Unknown 6:10
6) Beneath the Evergreen 3:01
7) Explorer 4:54
8) Mountain Man 6:00
9) Fool’s World 4:20
10) Stargazer 7:26
11) Swords into Spaceships 7:31