Time: 35:42
File: MP3 @ 320K/s
Released: 2016
Styles: Rockabilly Blues
Art: Full
01. Movin' Up (2:34)
02. Come On Down (3:36)
03. Closed (3:01)
04. Downtime (3:02)
05. Sideshow (3:30)
06. No More (4:09)
07. I Got My Own Kick Going (2:57)
08. Don't You Ruin My High (3:25)
09. Man Child (2:59)
10. You And Me (3:08)
11. Black Star (3:17)
Personnel:
Walter Broes - Vocals, Guitars
Lieven DeClercq - Drums
Bas Vanstaen - Bass
Additional musicians:
Chantal Acda - Vibraphonette, Backing Vocals
Tom VanStipthout - Pedal Steel
Ruben Block - Backing Vocals
Roel Jacobs - Saxophones
Walter Broes, the Godfather of the Belgian ‘roots music’ scene, is back.
Four years after the fade-out of the Seatsniffers, he returns frontstage with “Movin’ Up”; an album consisting solely of brand new, self-written material, offering only the very best of what the ‘Americana’ sound – the sound that he masters oh so well – has in store: the drive of the Cramps, the border town vibe of Los Lobos, the blues of Louis Jordan and the twang of Dwight Yoakam.
You can call him the only Belgian guitar player-singer-songwriter that has been embraced by audiences ànd critics in Texas, California, Arizona and New Mexico, as being ‘the real deal’.
You can call him the man that learned his people how to comb their hair.
You can call him David Lynch with a Fender Telecaster.
Just don’t call him retro.
Walter Broes - Vocals, Guitars
Lieven DeClercq - Drums
Bas Vanstaen - Bass
Additional musicians:
Chantal Acda - Vibraphonette, Backing Vocals
Tom VanStipthout - Pedal Steel
Ruben Block - Backing Vocals
Roel Jacobs - Saxophones
Walter Broes, the Godfather of the Belgian ‘roots music’ scene, is back.
Four years after the fade-out of the Seatsniffers, he returns frontstage with “Movin’ Up”; an album consisting solely of brand new, self-written material, offering only the very best of what the ‘Americana’ sound – the sound that he masters oh so well – has in store: the drive of the Cramps, the border town vibe of Los Lobos, the blues of Louis Jordan and the twang of Dwight Yoakam.
You can call him the only Belgian guitar player-singer-songwriter that has been embraced by audiences ànd critics in Texas, California, Arizona and New Mexico, as being ‘the real deal’.
You can call him the man that learned his people how to comb their hair.
You can call him David Lynch with a Fender Telecaster.
Just don’t call him retro.
Movin' Up