A big bunch of curls, 70’s blouse of which the top two buttons are retired, and guitar riffs that make you say thankyou sir  (just call me Yanivi). Yaniv is a kind of time capsule with the best of the 60’s to 80’s, but with the slickness of the present.
Sometimes with his Gibson, sometimes with his wrecked-and-reassembled stratt, Yaniv provides the drive that keeps the song going.