Dont let the fancy haircut fool you Yanni is one bad mothereffer. He once used a Hammond B-2 organ to eviscerate an unruly concertgoer, surfed the guys guts across the stage, and then ran off with the dudes old lady. The next week, he took off with her sister. Just this March, 5,000 groupies sent him their panties in the mail. (He had them dry-cleaned and sent to the favelas of Brazil.) Last week, in El Salvador, he stared hard at a murder squad of Mara Salvatrucha gangsters, and they put down their guns and picked up books. Yesterday, Yanni stepped into an Overtown craps game, hustled ten stacks in five minutes, and whistled all the way to the Metrorail while counting his cash.
Miamians always respect a G at the top of his game, and Yanni is a new-age thug. Sure, his name is softer than a pile of Kleenex, but the man has sold out shows across the world, performed a concert for 2 million people, rang receipts for more than 20 million albums, and has more than 35 gold and platinum records in his discography. At the Arsht Centers Knight Concert Hall this Saturday at 8 p.m., hell perform the contemporary instrumental music that made him famous, including cuts off his new album, Truth of Touch. Sat., April 16, 8 p.m., 2011