2017. 17 years having believed that we would have flying cars everywhere in streets. For the moment, let us hope that this year is better than the last one. That the blood does not flow, it is already that.
We shall have this month in the Olow jukebox, an Icelander covered with a mask of thread, a man who plays melancholically with his guitar and two transgenres artists among others electronic tumults. Let’s hope your month will be soft, mine will be it!
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