Word: bouzoukis
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...knew how to put a sparkle into his Jacqueline's anniversary. First there was a gala dinner for family and friends at their villa in Glifadha, outside Athens; then they moved on to the Neraida Club for Jackie's introduction to Athenian night life. The dancing and bouzouki music went on until 7 a.m., with Jackie clapping spiritedly to the rhythm and raising toasts to the players. At one point, eavesdroppers heard her tell Ari: "I want to know every word of those beautiful songs. They're simply marvelous." And her birthday present...
...rumors that Alexander would commemorate his coming of age by defying his father and announce plans to marry New Zealand-born Fiona Thyssen, 36, his frequent companion and 16 years his senior. But Ari is a tough man to defy. When the birthday party moved on to a local bouzouki nightclub, Alexander asked his father, "May I take some whisky?" Aristotle reportedly replied: "Take anything you want-except Fiona...
...trouble Papadopoulos and his colonels because they are elementary men. Or so it seems, for in a complex world they are trying to forge an anachronistically simplistic nation. Long hair is now immoral for schoolboys; the government has ordered haircuts, and in some cases police wielded the shears themselves. Bouzouki tavernas, where high-spirited Greeks loved to smash crockery in time with the frenzied music, have been tamed: guests are no longer allowed to break even a single saucer. Miniskirts are forbidden for young girls, and bar girls are being discouraged. Government officials must attend church-other Greeks are urged...
ZORBA. Producer-Director Harold Prince seems to have tried to fashion a sequel to his Fiddler on the Roof, camouflaged with a Greek accent. But Zorba isn't Jewish, and the miscasting and bogus bouzouki music scarcely ever evoke the characteristic tone of Levantine lament...
...well-smashed plate expressed approval of the local bouzouki music as well as the manly exuberance of the thrower-presumably well-fueled on ouzo, the potent, anise-flavored Greek liqueur. Performers measured their success by the depth of the debris around their feet. Taverna owners loved it, since they were able to pay their bands by selling crockery to customers for up to a dollar a plate. In recent months, however, good times à la grecque were getting wilder than ever: bored with just breaking things-and perhaps bored, too, by the puritanical reign of Greece's military junta...