A few years ago on a trip through Russia, straight through the Trans-Siberian mountains an English top manager gave a vibrant discourse on good and bad bands. ‘Bad band, bad picture’ and ‘great band, great picture.’ Makes sense. Apply this doctrine to any band. It works. Work through the pile of photographs from the photo shoot for this CD and give some extra attention to Saelors. You look and immediately know: this must be a good band. And it is. Those two photogenic individuals, the boy Thijs and the girl Alexandra, have perfect poses and moves. Afterwards you listen to their contribution for Unsigned, and your expectation has totally been met, no, your expectation is generously exceeded. It is simultaneously very theatrical and sober, an absolutely winning combination. The man/woman duo context, which has become so prevalent in pop music in recent times, is here completely upturned. Wow, Indie music with accordion! Where have we heard that for the last time? Okay, perhaps 30 years ago. Saelors play each instrument that comes their way. ‘Everyone can make music. If you think that you can play an instrument, then you usually can,’ Alexandra explains with a good dosage of chutzpah. Without exaggerating, these songs really make you want more. `We create from a chaos. It’s as if we simply go on a trip and then see where we end up,’ Alexandra casts another scoop on top of the by now high expectation pattern of the listener. And this same young women also writes stories.So much talent, it almost seems unfair.