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Grey Smith began an early affair with the creativity and self-expression that music afforded him. Though he had picked up guitar at the age of 12, it wasn’t until he was incarcerated at a juvenile correction center aptly named Boy’s Village that he had his first exposure to digital production. His music teacher brought in a Casio keyboard that could sequence multiple keyboard and drum parts. After a few years in the corrections system he made his way into the care of a foster family, who just happened to have a full studio in their basement. This is where he learned how to use an MPC2000. This is where the creative force began to truly take hold.

Grey tackles the subjects of loss, addiction, abandonment, hope, and freedom with equal expertise using Hip Hop as the central canvas for it all.


 Subscribing to the belief that without tragedy there can be no art, he has lived by that creed using every mile of darkness he has walked through to bring light to the shadows. His music straddles the area between good and evil inside of him, giving his audience a way to be on each side of the proverbial bridge between the two. His tenacity and dedication to encourage listeners to integrate their own experiences is almost palpable. His heart and soul are undeniably present in each track of his new album, Ghost Notes. He tells a haunting tale with stripped down, transformative melodies that are diffuse with pain, torment, and ultimately with rally cries of perseverance. Smith’s collective work is a braided, darkly optimistic self-examination into where home really is, and when it may be safe to go back, if ever. It is an ode to the people who have been loved, lost, and then kept in his heart. It is his experience through sound and in turn, our experience as well. There is much more to come from Grey Smith. This is only the beginning.

I had to learn

just what life was

the hard way



If you love something

if it comes back

let it go



then pick a knife up

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