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Touring has never only been about the shows.
It’s also about the people you travel with, the small traditions that appear out of nowhere, the landscapes that stay with you, and the moments that no one planned but everyone remembers. Looking back more than twenty years later, Norway still feels like one long story full of music, laughter and unexpected beauty.
Norway. This week in 2003.
One journey. One unforgettable detour.
Three concerts became many more. A concert hall for the European Broadcasting Union. An acoustic set beside a camper van. A breakfast concert on a bridge. A parade and a jam with musicians from different corners of the world.
In between?
Camping sites. Ferries. Mountains. Glaciers. Birthdays. Toy Viking helmets. Chess games. Wildflowers picked on the roadside. Beer that was… memorable for reasons beyond the taste. And an inflatable pink rabbit that somehow became part of the adventure.
This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are all about summer. Festivals. Roads. Ferries. Train stations. Backstages that are anything but glamorous.
2003 Førde. Norway. Concert halls. Town squares. Breakfast concerts on a bridge. One festival becoming many performances.
2005 Portsmouth. Festival of the Sea. The van. The crew. Another harbour. Another stage.
2007 Couleur Café. Brussels. A special one.
2008 Rudolstadt. Thousands of people. Brass. Movement. A crowd that seemed to stretch to the horizon.
2011 AfroBelBeat begins. A first press shoot with our friends from Gangbé Brass Band. The start of a collaboration that would lead to concerts, recordings and lasting friendships.
2023 Fusion Festival. Lärz. From hauling every case to the station...to unpacking them again in a truck that doubled as backstage. The glamorous side of touring.
2024 The final mixes for Vertigo. One step closer.
2025 Mechelen. Ottertrotter. Funny faces backstage. Brass on stage. Thirty years of stories. And somehow, we’re still making new ones.
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.
One more thing…
We realised Norway in 2003 deserved more than a couple of slides. There were simply too many beautiful views, strange adventures and wonderfully ridiculous moments to squeeze into this carousel.
So this weekend, we’re taking you back to Førde for a special photo diary.
A letter arrived in our letterbox that left us completely speechless…
thank you so much for listening and for your words, Wim Backx…
it warmed our hearts...
Thirty years on the road. Some things never get old.
Thank you to everyone who joined Jaune Toujousr at Brosella Festival for the first of their special 30 Years of Jaune Toujours concerts. Sharing the stage with so many friends and guests, seeing old faces and new ones come together. Celebrating three decades of music in Brussels with everyone who came to listen, dance, cheer and celebrate felt pretty special
Next stop: Trefpunt Festival at Gentse Feesten on 17 July.
Another 30 Years of Jaune Toujours celebration.
Another stage full of guests.
Some familiar faces, some new ones (!)
See you in Ghent?
Beautiful pictures by @shamrockraver
plus one very special final bow captured by Lula Maris
This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are about festivals. Others are about the roads between them. And sometimes, they’re about everything that happens around the music.
2001 Brussels. Fête de la Musique. A stage on the Grand Place. A concert on in a harbour. Black-and-white memories of long summer evenings.
2005 Brussels. Café Belga. An audience close enough to sing along.
2009 Fusion Festival. Lärz. A stage called Datscha. A handwritten setlist. A crowd gathering as night falls.
2010 Brussels. The press conference for the Belgian, Spanish and Hungarian EU Trio Presidency. Music. Dance. Journalists. Cameras. An accordion and a megaphone finding their place in the middle of it all.
2013 Recording Routes. Studio jokes. Studio concentration. Friends from Gangbé Brass Band joining the sessions.
2015 Luxembourg. A stage selfie before the show. Brussels. Bal Moderne. A dance floor where everyone was invited.
2023 MillMash Festival. Wezemaal. Another summer stage. Another crowd. Another chapter.
Different years. Different audiences. Different reasons to play. Still making music. Still crossing borders. Still collecting stories.
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.
Last week Jaune Toujours kicked off the heat wave!
A huge thank you to everyone who joined them - you brought the freshness, the smiles, and made it a night to remember.
Special shoutout to GRAAF for sharing the double bill, Brasserie de la Mule for organising Fête de la Musique and 1030cultuur for the support !
Already looking forward to seeing you again! Catch them at one of our upcoming concerts. First up: a very special show with some wonderful guests at Brosella Festival on 4 July. Come early: the festival opens at 1 pm, and you won’t want to miss it!
04/07 BRUSSELS opening Brosella Festival + guests
17/07 GHENT Gentse Feesten, Trefpunt Festival
24/07 OSTEND Quartiers d'O
25/07 KASTERLEE Wisselfestival (late night!)
05/09 DIEST Cirque Gitan
13/09 OSTEND ManiFiesta België
10/10 HEIST-OP-DEN-BERG Cultuurcentrum Zwaneberg + Murga Agrum
See you soon!
This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are festivals. Island festivals. City festivals. Street festivals. Festivals on the other side of an ocean.
2005 Antwerp. A concert in a refugee centre. A reminder that music often travels where headlines stop.
2007 Terschelling. Ferries. Camping fields. Wind off the sea. The kind of festival where the journey is part of the story. Tilburg. Festival Mundial. Another stop on a road that kept widening.
2010 Montréal. Francofolies. Brussels songs crossing the Atlantic.
2015 Szolnok. Several nights at Tiszavirág Festival. Smoke, lights, brass and movement. The stage glowing long after sunset. Brussels. A Bal Moderne for older dancers. Proof that a dance floor has no age limit.
2018 A photoshoot in Park 28. Urban landscapes. Unexpected props. A band portrait becoming something stranger and more playful. Zeeland. Eindeloos Eiland Festival. Another island. Another crowd.
Different countries. Different languages. Different stages. Same energy. Still crossing borders. Still following invitations. Still finding people ready to dance.
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.
“Perhaps home is sometimes nothing more than the sound of people listening to one another.”
Some reviews stay with you long after you’ve read them.
Our heartfelt thanks to Jacek Brun and Jazz-Fun for this thoughtful reflection on Unland.
Read the complete review: https://www.jazz-fun.de/3ain-unland-review.html
Which line stays with you?
What moved us most wasn’t the praise itself, but the feeling that someone had really listened to the music and to the ideas behind it.
A heartfelt thanks to Mattie Poels and MusicFrames for this thoughtful reading of Unland.
Read the full review: https://www.musicframes.nl/2026/06/het-land-op-unland/
This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are megaphones. Some are radio microphones. Some happen on balconies. Some in the middle of the street.
2003 Halles de Schaerbeek. Supporting Manu Chao at Nunca Máis. A sea of raised hands. A band discovering what happens when urgency meets volume.
2004 A Father’s Day photo shoot. An accordion. A toddler dancing. Music already part of everyday life. Lille. Barricade crosses the border.
2007 Dordrecht. A quiet moment by the water before another show.
2009 Bochum. Backstage beers. Laptop laughter. Then straight back into the lights.
2014 Brussels. PicNic the Streets. The city itself becomes the stage.
2017 Berlin. A radio interview. Songs travelling through conversations as much as concerts.
2020 Lockdown Cheer Up Sessions. The audience looks up from the courtyard. The band plays from the balconies.
2024 Dimanche premieres. Another story leaves the rehearsal room and finds its audience.
Different settings. Same conviction. Still taking songs to festivals, streets, studios and care homes. Still believing music belongs wherever people gather.
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.