John Hartford

John Hartford
John Cowan Hartfordwas an American folk, country and bluegrass composer and musician known for his mastery of the fiddle and banjo, as well as for his witty lyrics, unique vocal style, and extensive knowledge of Mississippi River lore. Hartford performed with a variety of ensembles throughout his career, and is perhaps best known for his solo performances where he would interchange the guitar, banjo, and fiddle from song to song. He also invented his own shuffle tap dance move, and...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionMusician
Date of Birth30 December 1937
CountryUnited States of America
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