High Sierra Music Festival is a multi-day music festival held in Quincy, California, a mountainous area about 80 miles northwest of Reno, Nevada.
The festival is held each year the weekend of July 4. The four-day festival features an eclectic mix of some of the most famous national and international names in jazz, newgrass, bluegrass and other improvisational music forms such as jamband music. Other represented genres include funk, afrobeat, electronica, and roots rock. Away from the music stages, patrons can attend workshops and exercise classes, shop for arts and crafts, or enjoy a wide variety of food and drink. Children's activities are featured throughout the weekend.
The first High Sierra Music Festival was in 1991, and was the genesis of High Sierra Music, of Berkeley, California. The organization has also produced festivals and concerts elsewhere in California, and in Nevada, Georgia, Massachusetts, and Missouri.
Past artists have included The Black Crowes, Bob Weir & RatDog, Michael Franti & Spearhead, Bela Fleck & The Flecktones, Bruce Hornsby, The String Cheese Incident, Nickel Creek, moe., Widespread Panic, Medeski Martin & Wood, Yonder Mountain String Band, Gov't Mule, John Butler Trio, Umphrey's McGee, My Morning Jacket, Les Claypool, Leftover Salmon, and The Slip (the only band to play the festival 12 consecutive years).
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