In the important, reflective book by Dimitris Karampelas Dionysis Savvopoulos, just published, all the threads of his work [of Savvopoulos] are unraveled. And then all the threads are woven again into this embroidery of pain that shines and trembles like "air," in the sacred: the work of Savvopoulos.

Stathis Tsagkarousianos

But I like to hope that, here and there, around written constructions full of emotion, there still survives today a kind of reader not entirely formal in their duties (including myself), who prefers to seek the truth in love rather than the opposite.

In this essay, he was assigned the humble yet pleasant listening to the confession of a lover who is biased because of the fever burning within him: a writer in love with his hero, who elevates his love to the level of a riddle – of the Spirit.

From this fever, the visible literary beauty of many of the analyses that make up the book is warmed, which falter between reflection and an infinitely lyrical reading of Savvopoulos, often with exciting consequences.

Eugenios Aranitisis

All these disconnected episodes of a violent teenage coming of age are also a touching summary of the songs that Savvopoulos would later write. A child no longer fits into the suffocating scene of his home and decides to embark on a journey to nowhere, through a nightmare-like nighttime landscape. Without overthinking it, he begins to tell a stranger strange, enigmatic stories that must last all night, so that the driver transporting him from the front seat of his truck can stay awake, heading toward a new life. "I felt as if I hadn't been born and was going to be born" (Lifo, 22/12/2016). This lonely child will start inventing, like an enigmatic and unsettling Scheherazade, new stories for each coming night of escape – always a mixture of truth and lies – until, somewhere far away, the faint light of an ideal refuge appears, where he will reunite with all those he had left behind – and along with them, us: at the clearing of a celebration where distances are abolished and opposites are reconciled – around the stage or a lit-up tent, around the speakers, the spotlights, the musicians, and the singer, who shares his deepest weaknesses and desires and shares with others the miracle that each live song seems to be.