Best known as the creator of the world’s ultimate banjo, Geoff Stelling became involved in bluegrass while attending UVA in 1961 and got really immersed in it while attending Vanderbilt in Nashville, TN from 1968-1971. He witnessed the grand opening of the Station Inn and picked with everyone involved in bluegrass at the time, mostly playing the bass because of the many talented banjo pickers. After moving to San Diego, Ca in 1971 he began playing the banjo for San Diego Grass and Eclectic and then Pacific-ly Bluegrass before starting the Hard Times in 1975. Stelling Banjo Works was officially launched in 1974. Playing and building banjos has been Geoff’s life ever since. Click here to read the full story of Stelling Banjo as featured in Bluegrass Unlimited--March 2005.
New pics, new videos and new LIVE tunes going up today! Let me know what you think! Sending some ATX (that's Austin Texas) love out to everyone. Ruby Jane
Hello, it's me, Ruby Jane.To those who don't know me, I am a 14 year old fiddler, songwriter. I have some songs posted that are fresh out of the studio. Let me know if you like the new songs..be one of the first to hear, even before they are released!Thanks! new videos too! Ruby Jane
GEOFF JUST HAVE TO SAY. YOU GUYS MAKE THE BEST DAMN BANJO ON THE PLANET. I JUST GOT THE RED FOX. JUST CAN'T SEEM TO PUT IT DOWN. KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK GOD BLESS
Hi again Geoff. A million thanks for that add. Your banjos are 100% Masterpieces indeed, and your banjo playing is fantastic. Keep up the good work. All the best to you, your family and Stelling Banjo Works. I..m missing "The Stelling side" in Banjo Newsletter. Greetings from Spain. Angel.
Hey Geoff, I remember your SDG&E, Pacific..ly Bluegrass, and Hard Times days. By chance would you have any of the Midnite Flyer 45's for sale? And the Keep on Pickin'.....Bluegrass posters?
Participate In That Higher Evolutionary Space….* Do Not Hesitate……For We Are the Ones to Part the Waves…..* Beyond the Great Golden Rings…..* Remember …………* Within Each Breath …..Your Magic Sings…..*
Old Sound Logs
Deep Ground Roads Rust Grass and Weed Long in the Daze Wood Caught Sun Mornings Steam-Dew Lit Left Over Footprints in the Coming Snows Ice Crystal Crunch , Under Eyes That Dig For China Layer by Layer of Ancestral Memorized Code Hidden in the Dark and Amber Moss Covered Mist Ceremonial Sameness Beneath the Grit and Bone Space Chambered Hollows Winged Cast Cylinder Works Old Vein Mother Loads Foot Soft........Though the Tender Narrows Sanctuary Territory, Marked by the Water-Claws and Wind Hearts at the Ready Run Sounds of Eden Brook Bubbles in the Light.....High Accidentals Mirrored in the Wallows.....Spectral Reflectives... That Purple Haze of Jimi....* d.v.zdotz....*
