The Ik Zie U Graag festival in the Mezz in Breda is a very charming little festival to celebrate our Belgian neighbours and their culture, so apart from Belgian music there is the necessary Belgian beer and food. But alas, I came here to write about music, and that is what I shall do.
Here are the highlights of last weekend:
RaketKanon is a sludgemetal band that understands that you're just angry with everything. And sometimes that needs to be put in music. Warning: Seeing these people live may result in serious injuries, there will be crowdsurfing, even if the crowd is full of old people who dont understand what that means and one guy ends up carrying the singer around the room. Being screamed in the face by this guy adds to the personal touch of the performance.
Every song is titled with a name, and I was very happy to see a Suzanne in there. Since that one is not on Youtube, here is a Judith instead.
BRNS (Brains, not burns, what I expected) is a nice band from Brussels with a love for unconventional instruments like the pianica and the tiny piano/xylophone combo I remember from my childhood. Listen to them here.
Mon-o-phone was an interesting alternation after Raketkanon. Their music would be great to listen to if you're into Bat for Lashes, because of the calm woman's voice and eerie antenna instrument thing (also called the theremin) that makes perfect summer music
De Van Jets were possibly the most energising band of the festival, with some proper venue climbing. Their music is a mix of different kinds of rock with a hint of ska and some scary fair music. Eclectic to say the least, with the recurring theme of strange paradise.
Gabriel Ríos is a Puerto-Rican/Belgium singer-songwriter with lovely stagelook. The minimalism of just guitar, cello and contrabas was exeptionally charming and surprisingly lively, I have to say, I fell in love with it.
I only knew him from his hit Broad day light, but his recent work is much more simple, which works really well.
The audience required to be quiet, resulting in a lot of shushing (please people, this is worse than a bit of talking, just shut your SHUSHING). I just want to make a tiny comparison to the music by Damien Rice, especially the song Gold.