Today is my birthday – thank-you – so what better way to celebrate than with a great big singalong to a song written by a man who is not only a lot older than me but also a lot deader than me?
That man is, or was, Jaques Brel, and it’s really just as well that he’s dead, because otherwise, even leaving aside all the legal paperwork that would have to be re-done, Dead Belgian would have to change their name. To Belgian.
Dead Belgian are a band from Liverpool who play Brel’s songs. This is Amsterdam. Sing along if you know the words! And, if you don’t know the words, they’re here!
Brel’s version is here.
I came across the band when we took Liars’ League Leeds to the muddy, faintly shambolic but all-in-all massively enjoyable Beacons festival near Skipton earlier this summer. They were just marvellous.
It seems that they don’t only do Jaques Brel: this is them doing a Jake Thackray song. They may technically have been in breach of trading laws by not performing this song under the collective sobriquet Dead Yorkshireman but oh well.