This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.

Some weeks are about the places. Some are about the people you meet along the way. Some are about what happens between the stage and the next soundcheck. Gas stations. Backstage tables. Megaphones. Chess games. Trumpets that refuse to stand still.

2000 Mechelen. Spijkenisse. Two festivals. Two countries. Keep moving.
2003 Brussels, Grande Place. Sam and Sam on trumpet. A lot of noise in a very big square.
2008 Würzburg. Hanging out backstage. The gig is coming. For now, coffee, conversation and waiting.
2015 Zaventem. Piet and Bart going at it on stage. Then laughing with people in the crowd.
2019 Leuven. Meldorf. Megaphones up. Brass flying. Bart pointing at Jo. Piet yelling into the night. The audience comes along.
2020 Budapest. Cancelled. COVID.
2025 Flobecq. The electric set is done. So naturally the band keeps playing. Acoustic. Right in the middle of the people. Dendermonde. Soundcheck. Chess. Then drums, bass, horns and accordion.

Somewhere between the stage and the next gas station, there is always another song.
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.