The setting for this bluegrass school in the mountains is idyllic: a parklike historic ranch, along the arboreal banks of the St. Vrain, set beneath terra-cotta sandstone cliffs. The 25-acre spread is the home of Craig Ferguson, Planet Bluegrass president, who has been running the well-known Telluride Bluegrass festival since 1980s. But it is the more intimate classroom beneath the cottonwoods and subsequent concert here, RockyGrass, which he took over in 1993, that really delights him. "People say it was the best week of their life," he says. "That's fun."
RockyGrass, in its 34th year, began hosting the music academy in 1994. Classes are held under airy tents or in shady groves by the river. For anyone serious about the craft, the training is much sought after. But only 200 spaces are available. When registration opens on a Monday in November, spaces fill by 10 a.m. Tuition is $450.
Phil Robinson and his 13-year-old son came from the US Virgin Islands to meet up with old friends from Colorado. "We all showed up (two days early) on Friday. We literally came in and squatted on the riverfront," he says. Though it's his first time here, he's an old hand at the fiddle, having played now for 38 years.
Academy students range from novice to advanced. (A concurrent kids' camp caters to the ages 7-14 crowd.) By the fourth day, they are a tight-knit group, picking and strumming together, whatever their level. "This music is about playing with other people," says banjo student David Dettorini of Des Moines, Iowa.
By the fifth day, things really let loose. That's when the three-day RockyGrass festival begins, drawing 3,500 bluegrass aficionados for performances by legends like Earl Scruggs, Tony Trischka, Darol Anger, and Sam Bush. Many of the artists have spent the week here as teachers.
Classes specialize in each of the traditional bluegrass instruments: guitar, bass, fiddle, banjo, mandolin, and Dobro. Depending on the instructor, classes are a mix of theory, technique, and philosophy. Richard Greene, a tall man with silver hair grazing his collar, leads a fiddle class in the shade of an open-sided tent.