Lizzie James and the Greystone Rail mixes traditional bluegrass with modern newgrass and songs that were probably not intended for bluegrass ... but they put their own spin on them anyway. They have a lot of fun at their shows and so does the audience.
Keith switched from piano to guitar at the tender age of 12, after his beard kept getting caught between the keys. After a few years in terrible rock bands with names like 'Sylvan Steel,' he's (mostly) managed to wring the Eddie Van Halen licks out of his fingers and settle down with an old Martin guitar.
The members of Greystone Rail have been making music together since the early sixties when they were all employees of the Gransom Ironworks in Centerdale, RI. As indebted as they were o the Gransom Company Store, their only affordable form of entertainment was picking and singing popular Bluegrass and Country music. Mostly they dreamed of someday leaving Centerdale on the only train that passed through the remote town, the Greystone Line.
Fortune fell upon them when, one night while slagging potash up behind Jenkin’s Pub, they stumbled across a flyer looking for bands to play at the yearly St. Swithin's Onion Breakfast and Talent Show. The boys collected their winnings, quit their jobs and have been traveling together ever since. Their high energy sets always make for a show that’s more fun than a spoonful o’ bees.
Sal Sauco (mando/guitar) is both an avid student, user and pusher of bluegrass. Since his very first jam he has been addicted and he feeds his habit regularly. Formerly with the Lightning Brothers, he has also played with the Bill Thibodeau Band, Island Farm Bluegrass and Swampgrass. Sal is the Southern New England expert on Neanderthal poetry and his kids are sure he is insane.
Steve Caraccia has been playing bass since Elvis Presley was in short pants. His signature on-stage aerobics lend an energy to performances that must be seen to be believed.
Ron Tabele likes things that go fast; boats, bikes, and banjos. When a promising carreer as a hostage negotiator for the YMCA ended with a crushing head injury, he was drawn (as many head injury victims are) to the banjo. Crediting banjo therapy to saving his sanity as well as his taste in lawn ornaments, he spends most of his time learning three-finger rolls and working on his chewing gum collection.
Tom Pritchard has been trying to get out of school for the past twenty-two years - contrary to court orders. His OCD is evidenced by his need to have extra strings on almost everything he plays ... just in case. We've seen him eat an entire live turkey without stopping to pluck it. No ... really.