If I had time, and if I hadn’t promised myself never to write again in this delightful place, I would write a light, slightly off-kilter and poorly written lyrical page in my own deleterious manner about an album from this year that I truly enjoyed, and which I recommend to all you gentlemen accustomed to frequenting those ephemeral edges, those borderlands and shadows, between nu-jazz and electronic music (which, if you look closely, are made of the same fabric).

Błoto ‎– Kwiatostan (2020 - Album)