For years I had a Jacques Brel live record in my collection, and I can't remember for the life of me why I bought it. I think maybe Zach Condon from Beirut mentioned him in an interview when I was big into Gulag Orkestar (hard to say, but the influence is there annnnd, boom goes the dynamite). What I love about Brel is the way he throws himself entirely into each song. His energy is borderline psychotic, and despite the anachronism of this mid-century French pop music, that energy is undeniable.
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