SAKIS AND THE EARTHQUAKE IN ISTANBUL

"We are definitely the best. Kisses". My mother send me that message
as soon as Sakis finished his appearance on Saturday night. I had
said the same thing to my friend and that is what my cousin announced
to her neighbour and that's what all my buddies believed. "Shake it"
redefined the Richter scale that couldn't measure such a huge
vibration. Even if your TV was on "mute" you still knew you show a
winner. You didn't know if it was his eyes, the girls' bikinis, the
white jacket or the song but maybe it was all of the above. He was
positively signing. I had to check my TV's settings to make certain I
wasn't just imagining things.

I was at a loss of words. I wanted to say "How cute!", "How talented,
he is!", "What a super - star!" Finally I said it all. In the end
Ruslana won. She is cute too. She is a bit like Xena but on a
miniature scale. I didn't even bother to figure out who voted what
and why or how big it is to be third between 36 European countries. I
was bored. But I wasn't disappointed. Sakis didn't win, he came
third. But just for one night he made all the Greeks liberals and
conservatives, intellectuals and average guys, ethnic and modern,
agonize for him and finally made them acknowledge that Sakis is the
best product for exportation that we have (even better than "extra
virgin olive oil"), because he is not mass production. He is one. And
right now he is the best.


Magazine "NITRO", July 2004