This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are roads. Backstage corridors. Italian sunlight. Van seats that remember everything.

1998 Brussels. Irisfeesten. The city already listening.
2001–2004 Belgium, Netherlands. Clubs, cultural centres. Songs learning how to travel.
2006 Bonn. Harmonie. Guestbooks signed, sweat still drying.
2007 Italy. Varese. Milano. Vercelli. Trumpets in parks. Chess on terraces. Fruit pie backstage. A speeding ticket as souvenir.
2009 Köln. Another room, same pulse.
2016 Brussels. Music on the streets. Sound as statement.
2019 Albertina. Afterwork, but never after energy.
2020 Balconies. The world paused. Music leaned out the window.
2024 Choux Box Studio. A new voice enters. Next generation on the mic. Vertigo takes another breath.
2025 Belsele. Encore in the crowd. No distance left.

From sidewalks to stages. From radio silence to shared air.
Different places. Same week, stretched across time. We don’t archive the past. We carry it. Still playing. Still moving. Still open to the next room.