Growing up in Adelaide, Australia, Orianthi’s house was full of music. Her father had a great vinyl collection, which included Santana, Jimi Hendrix, Eric Clapton. Her father played the guitar, too, mainly Greek music, and when Orianthi was around five or six years old, she walked into the living room and sat down to watch him play. She loved how it looked, his fingers moving up and down the frets. The sounds he could create from that guitar just seemed to offer endless possibilities. Forget piano, which she had started playing when she was four. There had been something kind of boring about it—for her anyway.
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