Playing some guitar with Beautiful Badness


Playing some guitar with Beautiful Badness

So here’s one you haven’t seen yet, have you ? I’m up there with the wrong instrument you think!

Well this was my first time on stage on guitar (I mean on a real stage, and since I became a professional musician so high school doesn’t count). Just one song but still, damn how fun is that! I might want more…

The context : about a year ago my friend and colleague Gabriel Sesboué – fantastic singer, and a fellow pianist and guitarist – hurt his arms with a case of the tennis elbow (common with musicians). As it didn’t seem to get better quickly he asked me to replace him on the piano with his indie pop rock band Beautiful Badness for a show or two. Unfortunately his arms are still not healed today. Nevertheless it’s a chance for me to have a lot of fun with them playing piano, singing backing vocals, and occasionally playing guitar…

Anyway two nights ago we were playing at the VK – a great location in a less great (in reputation anyway) neighborhood of Brussels – as an opening act for Spanish band Fuel Fandango. By the way if anybody at VK reads this I damn want to open for Deerhoof with SH.TG.N in March, call me! The (mostly Spanish) crowd was running late so we waited a bit for them and started playing half an hour later than originally planned… then released the tigers. Playing with a straightforward rock band like this unlocks some things in me. Singing backings does too. Suddenly I feel much freer to move and jump everywhere shamelessly, occupy the space I’m given around my keys. And dams that feels good.

The band is starting to be well-oiled, the songs are good, and now the energy was just perfect. It’s a context I haven’t been so used to so it’s also fun to be a part of that for a while and get a taste of how they work… I was surprised at how much attention they have for intangible things. So if you’re a fan of nice and catchy pop rock with great vocals, definitely look up Beautiful Badness and check them out.



Picture by Anneke Peeters (c)


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