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Sep '06

Peter Breinholt


Last Friday we went up into Provo Canyon to Sundance to see Peter Breinholt in concert. I keep thinking about it, even though it was over a week ago, because I’m so glad we went when we did. Peter had concerts last Friday night, Saturday night, and then they added a bonus concert last night because there was so much demand for tickets.

We were thinking of going to the Saturday night concert but we didn’t want the concert to interfere with the BYU game that afternoon. Good thing we went last Friday instead. It turns out it was the only night with decent weather. We dressed in long sleeves and took up our goat-hair blanket from Guatemala (that thing could keep an ice cube from melting). We bought bench seats, which are first-come-first-serve, so we went up early and got good spots in the middle of the fourth row. It was fun to snuggle under the blanket, under the stars, listening to happy folksy music.

Although every time I see Peter Breinholt I think of the Peter Breinholt concert I saw my freshman year in the De Jong concert hall at BYU. I was sitting up in the balcony, and during one of Peter’s famous “dancing songs” (where traditionally people run up to the base of the stage and dance) Peter started laughing in the middle of the song and pointed out into the audience. The spotlight followed and landed on this tall, gangly blonde guy dancing with limbs of Jell-O in the middle of the audience. I peaked over the edge of the balcony to watch. It was awesome.

Fast-forward a year or two. My roommate Angela introduced me to her good friend who was basically in love with Angela’s sister. His name was Pat. He was the nicest guy ever. One time I was on my way home from work, walking down 900 East, when suddenly an old Buick did a U-turn and pulled up along-side of me. I looked over and saw with surprise Pat beckoning me to get in. It was so nice of him. One day Angela and I were talking about Peter Breinholt and she started laughing and said that Pat loves Peter Breinholt. She said he goes to dance and that he has limbs of Jell-O.

Limbs of Jell-O? That was Pat?

Yep, that was Pat in the De Jong Concert Hall. I mentioned it to Pat once and he said, all nonchalantly, “Yeah, me and Peter are tight.” I don’t really know where the years have taken Pat. He didn’t marry my roommate’s sister, even though he desperately wanted to. But maybe he still goes to Peter Breinholt concerts and dances?

This picture is from the concert we went to:
sundance 2

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