“Kazantzidis put me within the Greek tune”

^«You understand, it is a theater venue” is the very first thing George Tsberopoulos mentioned to me whilst we had been sitting at one of the crucial tables within the out of doors house of ​​the Codice Blu eating place in Kolonaki, the place we had made an appointment for lunch on Saturday, December 7 at 3:00 p.m. “I comprehend it’s a cross” I spoke back him and certainly, at the present time I used to be about to press rec at the recording gadget, my buddy and excellent colleague Thodoris Koutsoyiannopoulos handed by way of us and sat with the corporate for a cigarette, an coffee, a little bit delightful dialog. A couple of extra mins would cross and Tseberopoulos could be within the palms of every other buddy, the manufacturer Amanda Livanou – his long-time collaborator within the Nineteen Nineties – who, coincidentally, had booked herself on the desk proper subsequent to us along with her personal pals, Rula and Thenia. And mins later there was once the Minister of Tradition, Mrs. Lina Mendoni, who, passing by way of us, stopped to greet a few of her acquaintances on the desk at once reverse us, exchanging nods with G. Tseberopoulos.