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Joshua Robertson was raised with his sisters in a little cabin on the side of a hill near Summit Valley, WA by his Paw after their Mother went to be with the Lord. They were raised right and went to church and sang the good songs and that is where his musical foundations were laid. After inheriting his grand paw’s hand built guitar, well that’s where he and bluegrass became friends. |
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Nobody knows much about Ed Mathews, but he told us that he started playing banjo when he was 21 years old and like all beginner banjo players everyone told him to quit playing that thing. But he was bound and determined, so after about thirty years of practicing the band thought they ought to adopt him in. He says the discipline of playing all those years made him successful at his day job. |
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Tony Pinkham is a sheep herder by day but after he brings in his flock... and then a good shower, he breaks out his mandolin and picks out melodies so sweet and low, that it will bring a tear to your eye and fiddle tunes so fast your tapping feet will wear holes in the soles of your shoes. Brother Tony began playing mandolin when he heard it would relieve him of the stress and anxiety of tending those gentle sheep; that is when he found bluegrass. |
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Mark Harding is a hillbilly down deep inside. He grew up New York with all that city slicker stuff: the symphony, Broadway, jazz, why he says he even had a television set that he would watch all day long. But seeing those western movies on that little glass screen, it made his heart yearn for those wide open places so he moved to Seattle, where he picked up bass playing in blues bands but his unsettled ways weren’t put to rest until he found his true love, and bluegrass. |
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