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YANNI

Earlier this month, I went to Yanni in concert in Portland with my dad.
You see, I love Yanni's music beyond all reason. If I had to choose one artist to compose the soundtrack of my life, it would probably be Yanni because I practically grew up with his music on in the background at all times anyway. My dad is a big fan and as I grew older, I must have missed any social cues that would have hinted that it was kind of strange for a young girl/young woman to be into Yanni. Or else I willfully ignored them. I have watched the Yanni - Live at the Acropolis DVD many times. I own a lot of Yanni music and listen to it a lot. I own a few Yanni piano books. Are you convinced yet? I, Bridget Palmer, unironically enjoy Yanni music.

So you can imagine how heartbroken I was last fall when I found out that Yanni was performing in Dubai at the base of the Burj Khalifah, after the fact. Actually, I found out during the concert (10.30 at night, through a fb post from a friend who was at the concert) and considered changing out of my pajamas and into clothes and driving to the Burj Khalifah right then and there in hopes of catching a smidgen of the music. Jeremy talked me out of it. I was so, so crushed. It is a fact that as we've traveled around the ruins of the Middle East over the past eight years, any time I see a derelict old amphitheatre (they are everywhere) I imagine that someday Yanni would come there and perform, and I would get to see it. The base of the Burj Khalifah isn't exactly a derelict old amphitheatre but when it came down to it, I didn't care about the setting so much, I guess.

I never imagined I'd get a second chance to see him live in concert, so I was thrilled to hear that Yanni would be performing in Oregon while we were here. The concert was on August 3rd and it was glorious. It took a few songs to get into the concert vibe, to absorb the fact that I was listening to everything live and not watching it on a DVD, but once I was in I was IN. When the end came (after 2.5 hours), I was not ready. I could have sat through another 3.5 hours, easily.

Any other Yanni fans out there among my demographic? At the concert, I was definitely on the younger side of the clientele, but I saw a few other 20/30something groupies there. It's about time we came out in the open and proclaimed our love for some truly great music!

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