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All compositsions copyright © 1992 by Joe Weed
Published by Jozone Music, BMI

Recorded analog and mixed to digital at Highland Studio, Los Gatos, CA
Cover design and illustration: Dale Barcellos

For additional copies or information on obtaining other recordings by Joe Weed, please write
Highland Records
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Los Gatos, CA 95031-0554
1(800)354-5580

Special thanks to Marti Kendall and Jeffrey and Katie Kendall-Weed for all they give; to Frederic and Ruth Weed, Mary and Freddy Weed and Katherine and Kevin McQuillin, Thom and Myra Jones, all the musicians, Virg Evans, Dale and Marilyn Barcellos, Bruce Bowers, Neal Hellman.

American Portrait (NCD-202)

11 Original pieces by Joe Weed played on acoustic instruments; each reflects the mood of a different region, city, or river in North America.

Produced by Joe Weed

Featuring:
Joe Weed: Guitars, Mandolins, Fiddle ,Viola, Harmonica
Marty Atkinson: Guitarrón
Barbara Ann Barnett: Accordion
Norton Buffalo: Harmonica
Joe Caploe, Sid Knee: Percussion
David Grisman: Mandolin
Neal Hellman: Dulcimer
Rob Ickes: Dobro
Marti Kendall: Cello
Shelley Phillips: Recorders, Flutes
Todd Phillips: Bass

The Tunes:

1. Highway One
On the west coast, US Highway 1 winds down to Mexico. On the east coast, it heads down to Miami, Florida and Little Havana. This is a traveling tune which works anywhere but which always brings me back to the beautiful California coast and my wonderful trips to Mexico

2. Sliding Down Mt. Rushmore
Great massive faces carved from stone, like Easter Island... As a youngster, I wanted to slide down a nose on greased burlap. While touring throughout the West, I had occasion to drive by Mt. Rushmore and eventually gave up the idea. Indulge me.

3. Missouri
This great river has intrigued me ever since I heard "Shenandoah" in fourth grade. The harmonica is for the broad, winding, powerful river I gazed at in wonder from 35,000 feet on a cross country flight. The guitar is for all the little ripples and swells which sparkle in the light.

4. Walk Along the Wabash
As a little boy, I lived by the Kishwaukee River in Illinois. I walked barefoot along its muddy banks, caught tadpoles in summer and ice skated in winter. The Wabash must have delighted other little boys similarly, and that's how this tune pictures it.

5. Hymn to the Big Sky (for Joanna Wade)
While touring in Wyoming and Montana, I finally came to know what "Big Sky" means. Here is a hymn to the unspoiled natural majesty which first unveiled itself to me after a night of driving from Jackson Hole, Wyoming.

6. Pineapple Rag
I couldn't think of a good title for this little tune for Hawaii, so at the dinner table one night in May my son Jeff suggested "Pineapple Rag". Rob Ickes' dobro (the slide guitar) and Norton Buffalo's low harmonica are the icing on this pineapple cake.

7. Prairie Waltz
I don't think I've ever seen anything as starkly beautiful as the northwestern prairie in winter. Harmonica seems to be the natural choice to end this reflective piece.

8. Appalachian Reel
Folk musicians in this country kept alive the wonderful fiddling traditions of their ancestors from England, Scotland, and Ireland. At the same time, they forged something different and American from their roots. This new folk music continues to evolve and grow and tantalize fiddlers (like me) and challenges us each to add our own contributions.

9. Everglades
When my wife and her father were walking along a trail in the Everglades, some visitors across the pond yelled unintelligibly and waved wildly to them. Eventually, they met on an adjacent trail and discovered that they had been resting two feet from a 12 foot bull alligator. These modern day dinosaurs are recovering from threatened extinction and thumping around under murky waters waiting to get us if we're not careful!

10. Oregon Trail
At the High Desert Museum outside Bend, Oregon, are some wonderful mementos and letters from the original settlers who travelled this long and difficult trail. Stop by sometime and immerse yourself. Bring a handkerchief.

11. Santa Fe
When the fiddles come in I can see a dusty street under a full moon and little white buildings with red tile roofs. Inside the taverna Marty Atkinson is playing his guitarron and Barbara Barnett is playing her accordion. After this tune it's time for me to go to bed.

All compositsions Copyright © 1992 by Joe Weed
Published by Jozone Music, BMI