The creator is not born in empty air. He is born in an environment, from an environment, like a chemical formula. That's why we search for the lives of great creators. We search in their biographies, in their writings, in their loves, in the water they drink, without result most of the time, the chemical environment that created them. We will never learn the Hadjidakis chemical formula. We will never learn which combination of colors and sounds shaped him. We only make assumptions as we expand the field of search as much as we can. We search for the invisible magic wand that transforms people into poets. The threads we have in our hands unfold the skein. The labyrinth opens in front of us. Real and imaginary elements, or elements, are there ready to trap us. No matter how determined the researcher is to follow the river backwards, it is not certain that he will reach the source. The creator keeps his secret well hidden.

The same applies to verification. With what tools and trigonometric formulas, in which test tubes and equipped laboratories will we measure and analyze the specific weight of sounds? He himself says various things about his influences, but only one part of this road can show us, after all, maybe he wants to mislead us. Decoding is not an easy task. I try, by reading his texts dozens of times, by listening to his songs hundreds of times, to distance myself from anything logical and scratch with the edge of my nail the idol, a Cycladic idol, to "see" beneath its flesh, which is not its flesh, in its heart, which is not its heart, the shine in eyes that do not exist. With what eyes, after all, could the poet distinguish the visible from the invisible? Which notes inflate the sails of the harpist and travel to our days? Who has the ability to transform matter into sound and sound into matter?

Is Hadjidakis the creator of a universal idol? Does his music get lost, do those imprisoned notes in the time of the score get lost in cosmic timelessness? The silences that follow a musical piece are transformed into a personal question to the anonymous interlocutor:

-Do you understand the language I'm speaking to you?