This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks smell like train stations, wet cables, backstage coffee and spring rain.

1998 Botanique. Press conference season. Before the gig comes the talking.
1999 Gérardmer. French newspaper clippings. Road signs pointing south.
2000–2001 Ancienne Belgique. Mano Mundo. Radio waves and festival mud.
2005 London. Oxford. BBC studios humming quietly before the red light turns on. Sound engineers leaning over consoles like aircraft pilots. Oxford Folk Festival. Packed cellar bar. Crowd dancing underground like a boiler about to burst.>
2009 Fnac gigs. Songs squeezed between bookshelves and passing shoppers.
2011–2012 Rochefort. Brugge. Afrobelbeat days with Gangbé Brass Band. Brussels brass meeting Beninese rhythms halfway in the air.
2014 Airbag Festival again. Sharing the spotlight with Ik en den Theo. Same airbag, different squeeze.
2020 Lockdown streams. Concerts through lenses and fibre cables. Tiny rooms becoming temporary stages again.
2019 ViaVelo Palestina. Music standing where solidarity stands.
2024 Another kind of set entirely: the filming of Dimanche. Flags. Urban wasteland. Carnaval energy spilling across concrete.

Different cities. Different rooms. Same pulse. Still travelling. Still recording. Still building little worlds wherever we land.