“Yesterday, at the time of the funeral, I chose to say goodbye to him by listening to the masterpiece Ode to Georgios Karaiskakis on loop,” wrote the president of the New Left Alexis Haritsis, explaining the reasons why he did not go to his funeral yesterday Dionysis Savvopoulos.
“I considered it more honest than standing in the Metropolis next to him Adonis Georgiadis and half the cabinet and listen to him Kyriakos Mitsotakis to say goodbye to his “friend”. Neon””, he clarified, in his post on Facebook, as part of the weekly review.
Mr. Haritsis says that he is listening to the criticism, expressed both for him and for the leaders of the parties of the Left, who stayed away from the songwriter’s funeral. “I hear the criticism and I understand it. I remain ambivalent. But consistently moved,” he writes.
Characterizing him Dionysis Savvopoulos as a “big contradiction”, he mentions that in the last few days he listened to Savvopoulos’ records again. “I’ve had years to do it. But the emotion was the same, genuine and strong. As then, as always will be. Despite the great disappointment from his political stance for years”, he says, saying that his songs cannot stop touching our souls.
Mr. Haritsis wrote in detail about Dionysis Savvopoulos
Ode to the great contradiction
In the last few days I “melted” Savvopoulos’ records. I had years to do it. But the emotion was the same, genuine and strong. As then, as always will be. Despite the great disappointment from his political stance for years.
And his songs cannot stop touching our souls, because
We were born with “Synnefoula”.
We grew up with “Don’t talk about love anymore” and “Karagiozi”.
We learned musical letters with “Balo” and “To Perivoli tou Trelou”.
We approached Dylan’s universe and rock as a whole through “Hexaangel” and “The Clown and the Robber”.
We were moved when we saw father tear up every time he heard “60’s excursionists”.
We drunkenly danced to Belu’s “rock zeibeki”.
We became politicized with the “gathering of the EFEE” and “Killeler”.
That’s why, yesterday, at the time of the funeral, I chose to say goodbye to him by listening to the masterpiece Ode to Georgios Karaiskakis on loop.
I considered it more honest than standing in the Metropolis next to Adonis Georgiadis and half the cabinet and listening to Kyriakos Mitsotakis say goodbye to his “friend Nionio”.
I hear the criticism and understand it. I remain ambivalent. But consistently moved.