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![While My Guitar Gently Weeps…
This is one guy I will not ask to play some Skynnrd. The story here is absolutely amazing:
“That day the NTC fighters were trying to advance to the centre of the city and it was a heavy street fight with lot of incoming and outgoing firing. (AK-47, machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, RPGs, sniper firing),” Messinis told Channel 4 News.
Messinis was amazed to see the man playing guitar amidst the battle but the fighting was so hard it was impossible to cross the street to talk to him.
“I realised by looking at him through my camera that he was trying to encourage the other fighters.
“It was impossible to hear his music becaue the distance between me and him was some 50 metres and the ‘Boom! Boom!’ was too loud.”
Such was the ferocity of the fighting one of Aris’ fellow journalists was wounded by a mortar shell, highlight how dangerous the battle zone was.
“But,” writes Aris, “The whole time that I was in that place I didn’t saw him participating in the battle except his encouraging music.”
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While My Guitar Gently Weeps…
This is one guy I will not ask to play some Skynnrd. The story here is absolutely amazing:
“That day the NTC fighters were trying to advance to the centre of the city and it was a heavy street fight with lot of incoming and outgoing firing. (AK-47, machine guns, anti-aircraft machine guns, RPGs, sniper firing),” Messinis told Channel 4 News.
Messinis was amazed to see the man playing guitar amidst the battle but the fighting was so hard it was impossible to cross the street to talk to him.
“I realised by looking at him through my camera that he was trying to encourage the other fighters.
“It was impossible to hear his music becaue the distance between me and him was some 50 metres and the ‘Boom! Boom!’ was too loud.”
Such was the ferocity of the fighting one of Aris’ fellow journalists was wounded by a mortar shell, highlight how dangerous the battle zone was.
“But,” writes Aris, “The whole time that I was in that place I didn’t saw him participating in the battle except his encouraging music.”
