Pío Baroja 2022.ean was born 150 years ago. Father, Serafín Baroja, author of the words of the San Sebastian March and the most Donostiarra among the Donostiarras. The child shall: “I am Gipuzkoan and Donostiarra: the first I like, the second little. I don’t like Donostia for many reasons.” And in a novel.
“What does my father say?” “The priest asked,” he said. “He’s not going to say that I am no longer a Donoxian. Donoxiense is a way of calling a person born in San Sebastian with some contempt.
According to Baroja, there were too many donoxtians. I think since his death, the amount has been growing.
"To whom has it happened, in these times of commodification and superficiality of art, to reward the magnificent foundation artist Esther Ferrer?"
Danbolin was a sound enthusiast: "On Sundays in the afternoon I was going to the plaza to listen to the Txistu and the Tamboril. There were admirable Tamborils, such as the ones that do not exist today, who touched minutes and contrasts with magnificent classical air. During the festivities, four stood in front of the door of our house, two were from Azpeitia and two from Zestoa, and they did great.” In another case, the protagonist of the novel, hearing the music of the
tamboril that is in the street from the house, says: “What beautiful!” You'll understand that I'm a barologist.
Donostiarra Pablo Sorozabal was a good friend of Don Pío: 2022.ean one hundred twenty-five years from birth. It had similarities with Baroja, especially the ease of throwing purrustadas, but it belonged to another, more humorous coat. Around 1955 the City Hall of San Sebastian wanted to award the Gold Medal of the City. Sorozábal was not epicaric: he sent air to those Francoists. When the first municipal government of the monarchy was formed, presided over by Ramon Jáuregui, they offered it again and then, supposedly put Franco into the hole, accepted it. To adorn the solemn act, the municipal representatives proposed options: to offer lieder for singing and piano or anthology for choirs... Sorozábal, however, chose the preparations for txistularis and it was my turn to turn: March of Deba, Gernika, Zortziko of Batelariak. Sorozabal was also txistuzale.
Given the confusion that we have organized Donoxtiarro around the delivery of the Golden Drum, which is the drum, what would these two big donostiards say? Who has it happened, in these times of commodification and superficiality of art, to reward the brilliant foundation artist Esther Ferrer? We will be txistularis less than we are at the moment. Donoxtiya, tarrapatan, a lot of noise and little bread.