Music, like everything and everyone, needs space to breathe. And space is something we have in spades up here in mountain country. It was Beethoven himself who once said, “No man loves the country more than I. For do not forests, trees, rocks re-echo that for which mankind longs?” I know…impressive. I can imagine early humans concocted our first melodies from the mimic of birdsong, or a soul-baring reply to the wind, as we wandered our way through the wide-open world. Naturally, this wild symphony has attracted musicians to higher ground for ages.  Once the old-time entertainment of Catskill mountain…