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Marley's Ghost is an eclectic unit steeped in everything from gospel to bluegrass to old-time to Celtic to country -- even reggae. The group originally came together in 1986 when Danny Wheetman was invited by his friend Ed Littlefield Jr. to work on a solo effort in Littlefield's studio in Arlington, WA. Jon Wilcox and Mike Phelan came up from California to help out. (The three had been playing together since St. Patrick's Day of that year.) While working on the solo effort, the three began recording the tracks for what would become the Marley's Ghost debut album Haunting Melodies. Littlefield offered to play steel guitar and the group was born. Vocalist Wheetman plays bass, rhythm guitar, fiddle, harmonica, banjo, Dobro, and lap steel. Wilcox, who holds a law degree from Stanford, sings and plays mandolin and rhythm guitar. Columbus, OH, native Phelan sings and plays lead guitar, fiddle, Dobro, bass, and lap steel. Littlefield sings and plays pedal steel, Highland bagpipes, mandolin, Dobro, and lead guitar. The group released Live at the Freight, a collection commemorating their 15 years together, in January 2001 on Sage Arts Records. ~ Erik Hage, Rovi
have listened to these guys my whole life as my parents are good friends with all of them. Can remember falling asleep listening to great folk music when I was a kid, great memories.
ackerbex3
These guys have the harmonies & instrumental chops of the great folk groups of the 60's - I couldn't believe it was a fairly modern group! They sound like they have been playing together since the dawn of time. (But who is the mental case who thinks they're similar to Tim McGraw??)
catgrove
The haunting sounds of Ed Littlefield piping "Amazing Grace" as the snow drifted down one Sunday morning in front of Birch Lake one spring morning is the seminal "Strawberry Music Festival" experience for me. Years later, it still moves me. As Ed played, people wandered out of the woods, waking from a night in tents and trailers to an unexpected snow, dressed in tarps and blankets - and black trash bags. As he played, people began singing, and the crowd grew. People huddled together, cupping mug
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