The Jim Kweskin Jug Band
Jim Kweskin (born July 18, 1940, Stamford, Connecticut) is most notable as … Read Full Bio ↴Jim Kweskin (born July 18, 1940, Stamford, Connecticut) is most notable as the founder of the Jim Kweskin Jug Band, also known as Jim Kweskin and the Jug Band, with Fritz Richmond, Geoff Muldaur, Bob Siggins and Bruno Wolfe. They were active in Boston in the 1960s. Maria D'Amato, known after her marriage to Geoff Muldaur as Maria Muldaur, formerly with the Even Dozen Jug Band, joined the band in 1963. During the five years they were together, the jugband successfully modernized the sounds of pre-World War II rural music. Kweskin released six albums and two greatest hits compilations on Vanguard Records between 1963 and 1970; Jim Kweskin's America on Reprise Records in 1971; and four albums on Mountain Railroad Records between 1978 and 1987. Jim Kweskin is probably best known as a singer and bandleader, but he is also known for his guitar stylings, adapting the ragtime-blues fingerpicking of artists like Blind Boy Fuller and Mississippi John Hurt while incorporating more sophisticated jazz and blues stylings into the mix. In 2013, the band held a reunion tour that included Jim Kweskin, Maria Muldaur, Geoff Muldaur, Richard Greene, Bill Keith, Cindy Cashdollar & Sam Bevan, most of whom were amongst its original members.
In the 1960s, Kweskin was a member of the Fort Hill Community, which was founded by Mel Lyman in Boston. In the 1980s, he stopped recording and performing regularly in order to devote himself to building houses. The Fort Hill Community evolved into the Los-Angeles-based Fort Hill Construction, of which Kweskin was a founding partner and where he works as vice president.
For further reading:
Eric Von Schmidt and Jim Rooney, Baby, Let Me Follow You Down: The Illustrated Story of the Cambridge Folk Years, 1979 (out of print)
Jim Kweskin Jug Band members:
Jim Kweskin – guitar, vocals, comb
Mel Lyman – harmonica, banjo
Bill Keith – banjo, pedal steel guitar
Fritz Richmond – jug, washtub bass
Richard Greene – fiddle
Maria Muldaur – vocals, percussion, fiddle
Geoff Muldaur – guitar, vocals, mandolin, washboard, kazoo
Bruno Wolfe – vocals
Bob Siggins – vocals, banjo
In the 1960s, Kweskin was a member of the Fort Hill Community, which was founded by Mel Lyman in Boston. In the 1980s, he stopped recording and performing regularly in order to devote himself to building houses. The Fort Hill Community evolved into the Los-Angeles-based Fort Hill Construction, of which Kweskin was a founding partner and where he works as vice president.
For further reading:
Eric Von Schmidt and Jim Rooney, Baby, Let Me Follow You Down: The Illustrated Story of the Cambridge Folk Years, 1979 (out of print)
Jim Kweskin Jug Band members:
Jim Kweskin – guitar, vocals, comb
Mel Lyman – harmonica, banjo
Bill Keith – banjo, pedal steel guitar
Fritz Richmond – jug, washtub bass
Richard Greene – fiddle
Maria Muldaur – vocals, percussion, fiddle
Geoff Muldaur – guitar, vocals, mandolin, washboard, kazoo
Bruno Wolfe – vocals
Bob Siggins – vocals, banjo
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Walter McCarthy
on Kaloobafak
I've known of you guys, even sold The Avatar newspaper in 1968 and gone to many of your performances but only now beginning my 72nd year I feel the fable about the luck of the Irish & Kaloobafak - I'm confessing I love you, can I draw a french superlative ( My ancestry 2nd generation Irish / French American in Boston Massachusetts). The fable's like this: On a fine Irish morning an Irishman got up from his bed. After planting his crops, finishing his chores, letting the cows out to pasture. After dinner he herded the cows back to the cow barn closed the door, put the tractor and all the tools and equipment away there was still an hour or two of daylight left. Not yet tired enough for bed he decided to take a walk up side of the small hilly mountain bordering his farm and smoke his pipe while taking in the view. So he found a comfortable spot where he sat and lie comfortably but he feel asleep and when he woke up it was very very dark. He fretted about walking this way and that way until he decided he'd just settle down in the mountain greenery for the night and sleep till dawn. !@"%#$%?* this is just my Irish luck he railing a bit under his breath and then he was asleep. In the morning the sun was brightly shining, the forest creatures were dashing about the birds were singing he opened his eyes and he went pale white in the face because just a couple of meters from where he lay was a very steep cliff...WHEW! The Luck of the Irish indeed ! So he hopped up on his feet and started for home singing Allegro in Mountain Greenery... Hooray!