Jaune Toujours 30y on stage: ​Some weeks are built from roads.

This week. Different years. Same band. 30 years on stage. Brussels based. Jaune Toujours.
Some weeks are built from roads. Service stations. Festival tents. Backstage couches. Union squares. Protest marches. Tiny dressing rooms with half-eaten sandwiches and folded bicycles leaning against walls.

2000 Brussels. NAKBA remembrance. Parcours d’Artistes. Music in public spaces, where conversations already existed before the first note.
2001 Deurne. Heerlen. Crossing borders like it’s the most natural thing in the world.
2005 Hayange. Festival du Gueulard. Dust in the air. Drummers photographing photographers.
2006 Radio Transit days. Leuven. Brussels. Microphones travelling from one solidarity event to another.
2009 Germany roads. Bielefeld. Jena. Kasablanca backstage. Tour van windows. Sound desks glowing in the dark. Gig posters taped to venue walls.
2012–2013 Afrobelbeat years. Gangbé Brass Band crossings. Torhout horns blazing. Stages getting louder and wider.
2017 Trump Not Welcome. Aarschot. Brussels. Music stepping directly into the street.
2019 Climate marches. Crowds carrying banners. Bands carrying amplifiers. Everybody trying to make enough noise for the future to hear.
2020 Lockdown Cheer Up sessions. Playing outside elderly homes. Distance between musicians. Connection anyway.
2021 Sauvons les Marais Wiels. Another public space worth defending.
2022 Koopkracht protests. Brass section facing the crowd like a moving alarm bell.
2023 Jam-in Jette. Still gathering. Still dancing. Still showing up.

Some weeks leave behind recordings. Some leave behind flyers. Some leave behind almost nothing except the memory of people standing together for a little while.
Still travelling. Still carrying the songs from city to city. Still believing public space can belong to everyone.