Bring the Soul of the Andes to Your Next Event! 

Lynette Yetter will interact with your guests 
as a wandering minstrel of the Andes. 
Playing the siku (panpipes), kena (Andean bamboo flute), 
bombo (furry goat skin drum), chajchas (goat hoof rattles) 
and singing indigenous songs in Spanish, Quechua and Aymara 
and sharing her knowledge of indigenous cultures, 
Lynette touches people's lives. 

Lynette Yetter has performed internationally. 
Local venues have included: 
Wadsworth Theater 
Los Angeles Zoo 
Museums 
Festivals 
Universities 
Corporate Events 
Weddings 
Children's Parties 

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About the Artist

Lynette Yetter, B.A., has lived and worked with indigenous artists 
in the roadless mountains of Latin America. 
She also has studied her craft in the U.S. with folklorists 
and at University of California Los Angeles, 
San Francisco State University and 
Cabrillo College. 
She speaks Spanish and Quechua, the language of the Inca. 

In addition to performing, Lynette is a composer, 
award-winning educator, 
exhibiting artist and published writer. 
Her compositions have been performed 
by principal musicians of the Bay Area Women's Philharmonic 
and the Great Falls Symphony. 

As a story-teller, she weaves multi-cultural tales into her performance; stories of appreciation of our connection with each other, 
the earth and the infinite. 

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Allin P'unchay

Or, 'Good Day!' in Quechua, the language of the Inca. 

High in the Andes, where the wind blows cold 
on the shores of Lake Titicaca, 
wayra (the wind) has made music in the reeds 
for thousands of years. 
Runakuna (the people) make the reeds into boats 
to ride like horses over the 
wind-swept waves. 
Runakuna also make reeds into musical instruments; 
sicu and kena. 
Human breath is the wind's voice in the reeds, 
celebrating life. 

All over the world, wherever hollow reeds grow, 
people have made them into 
musical instruments. 

I wonder how our ancestors thought of it? 
Perhaps one long-ago morning, 
someone alot like you or me was walking along the river, 
the cool mud squishing up between their toes, 
when they heard the wind singing a song 
among the swaying reeds and . . . 

(story to be continued at your event) 

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