The Birth of Rebetiko in the Taverns of Piraeus (1930s)
Introduction There is a particular kind of silence that falls over old Piraeus at dusk. The port grows quiet, the gulls settle, and if you close your eyes, you can almost hear it. A bouzouki, tuning itself in a back room. A glass set down on a wooden table. A voice, rough with cigarette smoke, … Ler mais