1) this album is for connoisseurs only.

2) it contains free jazz, red wine, real instruments for real people, laptop and a bunch of field recordings (from railway stations or places nearby) and this moment when you wait to get from one place to another.

3) you don’t have to visit Pruszków to be there. now you have “zgubiłem się” (yayy) which smells like empty secondhands, frozen cookies from McDonald, cold trains, late trams and overcrowded busses.

4) Olczak’s over a year and a half struggle of making this nomadic album results in this collection of blurred, but somehow thick and electrifying pieces straight from the post-saxophone swamp.

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