It is with a heavy heart that I share the news that my dear friend and musical colleague for nearly 60 years, Fred Weisz, passed away this past Wednesday, March 16, in Everett, Washington. Fred was my oldest friend. We met in 7th grade in Passaic, New Jersey and had a lot in common, losing our fathers too young and sharing a deep love of music, lasting all our lives. We delivered the Herald News together after school and later had races with our Shop Rite cash registers, checking out customers during peak hours.
Fred taught me my first guitar chord — D, as well as many other things about the aesthetics of music and musicianship, spoken and unspoken. He was a talented musician who cared about every note that he (and everyone else) played. We spent countless hours after school learning to pick and sing, listening to folk and bluegrass music which we loved so passionately.
We played our first gig together with our first band, the Garret Mountain Boys, in between doo-wop records at a record hop at the YMHA in Passaic and had the amazing good fortune to know and learn from the late folklorist, musician and neighbor, Ralph Rinzler, who lived half-way between us.
We made our first recordings together with the Even Dozen Jug Band in 1963 and played in Carnegie Hall and on the Hootenanny TV show. Fred played bass with Red Allen and Frank Wakefield on the first recording session I produced with Peter Siegel for Folkways in ’63, and also on the first recordings by Hazel Dickens and Alice Foster (Gerrard) where we got to play with Fred's number one hero, Chubby Wise. As members of the New York Ramblers, we won the band contest at the Union Grove Fiddler’s convention in 1964, played at the first Bluegrass Festival in ’65 and the Newport Folk Festival in ’66. Fred continued his musical career as a member of Goose Creek Symphony, and played "Fire on the Mountain" on the Ed Sullivan show with them, backing up Bobbie Gentry.
Our musical and personal friendship continued through the ensuing decades and our last public performance together was on the street in front of the Metro Grill in Seattle, celebrating Fred’s 70th birthday.
Fred Weisz had a tough life with many trials and tribulations, but through it all he always looked at the bright side and spread much joy to all who knew him. I don’t think I ever heard him complain about anything except being out of tune! His friendship was, and continues to be, a true inspiration to me and I will carry his spirit with me for the rest of my days.
Farewell my dear Fred. I hope we’ll meet again someday. — David Grisman
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