Gail Weisman

Singer/songwriter Gail Weisman grew up in the 60s and 70s in New Jersey, surrounded on all sides by music.

She sang along at age 3 with The Doors "Light My Fire," when it played on her brother's portable record player; the radio was always on too, and between her father's love of Artie Shaw, Al Green and the musical Hair; her brother's love of diverse artists like Emerson, Lake & Palmer, Pat Metheny and Joni Mitchell; and her almost 24-hour-a-day addiction to the great AM/FM New York City radio stations of the era, the musical infusion of her soul began.

Piano lessons ensued, as did learning to sing harmony with John Denver, Elton John and other radio favorites. Raised in a feminist household, she knew she could BE John Denver or Elton John someday, only prettier. To this end, she asked her mom for a guitar, taught herself a few chords, and began shlepping her instrument to school, day camp and sleepovers—anywhere she could perform for throngs of captive, innocent and wild-eyed peers—an instant fan base if every there was one.

In her teens, college years and young adulthood, she started writing songs, performing at venues in New York, New Jersey and New England and sharing the stage with Blues Traveler, John Popper and Steve Forbert, among others. She also enjoyed many, many Grateful Dead shows during that time, and was persuaded to knock on the Golden Door by relocating to rock and roll headquarters—otherwise known as Marin County, California.

Gail's songwriting style is reminiscent of the popular female singer/songwriters of the 70s, but she has one foot firmly rooted in the rock and roll soil in which she was fertilized. Someday, she will scream like Dave Grohl without damaging her vocal cords; until then, she'll continue to entertain herself—and hopefully others—in the San Francisco Bay area with folk/rock/jazz/blues stylings of her originals, soaring vocals and semi-witty repartee.