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Jonathan Cook
Jonathan Cook

Jonathan Cook

Born in Kremmling, Colorado in 1948 Resident of Granby, Grand County Colorado. Local area Cowboy Poet Singer Songwriter and Saddletramp.

Jonathan Cook Son of Steven and Carol Cook, descendants of the Huddlers currently resides on a parcel of the remaining Huddler Ranch in Granby Colorado. Rancher, Farrier, Bull Rider, Carpenter, Cowboy poetry.

Jon S. Cook is noted for having written composed over 250 songs although currently only a small portion are available in CD format. He has also done several Spoken Word pieces which he performs at various festivals. And can be found performing regularly in Grand Lake Colorado at Grumpy's Saloon.

Friend of Marvin Heemeyer

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[edit] Festivals

Jon Cook regularly attends several series of yearly Western Music Festivals Singing songs, and spinning yarns.



Upcoming Shows for Jon Cook

  • Thursday night Regular - The Wacconda Inn, Grand lake CO
  • August 3rd Concert, Grand Lake CO
  • September 22nd - 22rd, 2007 - Fall Folk Festival, Grand lake CO

[edit] Reviews

Wild Colts Reviewed By Rope Burns

Jon Cook has shared the stage with the likes of Red Steagall, and Waddie Mitchell, but mostly he's stayed pretty close to home in Colorado for years. Now, he's decided to record some of his original music and make it available to a wider audience. He has a unique sound, which he attributes to a "camels and whiskey voice". It doesn't take long to get used to it, though, and you'll quickly see why his friends encouraged him to record. The Album is called "Wild Colts -N- Wild Hearts", and the beautifully illustrated booklet that accompanies it contains the lyrics to all 15 songs. The arrangements are acoustic, and there's an untitled poem at the end of the disc.

- OJ Sikes Rope Burns (may-june vol XVII # 3 2004)


[edit] Notability

  • Jonathan Cook's unique contributions to Western Music and Cowboy poetry in the

spirit of such figures as Ian Tyson and Baxter Black can be traced through more than 30 years of songwriting, performances, musical jam sessions, and poetry.

  • He has a catalog of over 250 songs not including spoken word.

Between festivals he can be found on the remains of the Huddler Ranch tending horses mending fences and occasionally riding the Troublesome Basin. A true working cowboy and poet.


  • Also has been struck by lightning twice and survived.

[edit] In His Own Words

No, I refuse to say howdy. I've been pondering this bio thing for two weeks. In theory, it should be simple. I've been spinning yarns and writing songs for more than 20 years. If you listen to my lyrics you'll learn more about me than I could ever say. Cowboy? That's a term that conjures up a million pictures. Different things to different people. Cisco, Matt, Clint, Gene, Roy, Chris LeDoux, and "Old Cootie", Cootie!? Just an old man who got paid $30 a month to be smarter than a cow. He swore that on a good day he could do it 3 out of 5 times. He slept in the saddle a lot. I suspect he could sleep on a greyhound bus too. Now me, I won my buckle. I wear it proudly and have for years. I remember the night like it was yesterday, Clare, lovely and gone, put on a long black skirt, and I braided her hair before we went to town. Boy did we show 'em how to waltz and two step that night. Won first place, I was never that good on bulls, so I gave that up 25 years ago. I still dance though.

I've always been a cowboy. I even had the red shirt with white fringe and matching fanner 50's. Some people have to ask an old timer what a fanner 50 was (hint, they were made by Mattel) I caught many an outlaw and renegade in those days. I learned how to stand on Pidgeon's rump (he was a 16 hand tall draft horse) and go to the bathroom when I was 5. That saved me a ride back from the coralle. The only place I could mount up, I think my dad was real proud.

On a lighter note, my family homesteaded near Grand Lake (Colorado) in the early 1900's. The old ranch like too many others is gone, but the memories run deep, the land and the life have flavored my views on living and my lyrics. The stories are real for better or for worse. I live on 90 acres in a 100 year old homestead cabin. Remodeled of course, hot and cold running water, and electric! All the requirements for good country living are here, junked trucks poor fences, run down buildings, a 2 holer (fine view) broken machinery, 5 horses and a dog. I could clean up here more, but that might ruin the casual elegance. The horses and I spend a lot of time in places with names like, "The Flat Tops", "Bowen Gulch", "The Zircels", "The Troublesome Basin", "The medicine Bow", "The Rawah", "Comanche Peaks", "The Indian Peaks", and "The West Fork". We eat government grass, fish, hang out by the fire, and fall asleep to the Bell Mare Lullaby.

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