High Class Trauma, le premier album de Deweare est paru en 2007.

Accouché sans césarienne, sous l'œil et l'oreille aiguisés des docteurs JP-Goncalves, A.McMahon (Beast) et Carl Bastien(réalisateur des album de Dumas, Ariane Moffatt, Daniel Bélanger), ces 10 pièces pop/rock emmènent toute la crèche sous des latitudes où les mineurs ne sont pas admis.

Beaucoup trop de fumée dans ce son, bien trop d'essence dans le mélange. Comme du coke coupé à l'absinthe, la pop de Deweare stimule l'adrénaline et laisse un goût de réglisse sur les lèvres. Le français nous y chante les amours sales sur un tapis de soul, Rossignol crooner aux allures gainsbouriennes, il picore la consonne qui diffère entre funk et punk et s'invite à toutes les tables pour y faire sa cuisine.

N'épargnant aucun paradoxe stylistique, Deweare mixe l'entrée et le dessert, comme l'ont enseigné Beck et consort. Sur les traces de Philip K. Dick, il couche des mots sur un quotidien halluciné, met en musique les rendez-vous manqués, et donne du rythme aux déjà-vus.

Avec High Class Trauma, Deweare met de l'huile sur le feu et offre la pommade pour soulager les brûlures. Laissez-vous faire, c'est pour votre bien.

03Swallow

04TheNewDawn

English translation down below 

Rendre un Homme Heureux - ©2023 mm.bedard - c.roberge - j. harnois - f.maras

( C’est tellement un bon gars ) 

Tu me voudrais sexuelle
Débordante de joie
Comme une belle aquarelle
Pornographique pour toi
Tu me désire rampante
Évanouie pourquoi pas
Offerte comme un fruit 
Qui ne goûte pas l’effroi 

Le porto m’engourdit
Et je me saigne sur toi 
Tu jouis comme si je n’étais pas là
Est-ce que c'est bien ainsi 
Dans notre lit béni
Qu'on rend un homme heureux?

( C’est tellement un bon gars ) 

Je ne suis plus ta top modèle
Je plante les camélias
Et je clean ton bordel
Comme si c’était comme ça
Je ravale mes cris
Mes larmes je les bois
Nos enfants les devinent
Mais toi tu vois quoi ?

Le porto m'engourdit
Et me déguise en proie
Et tu me baises comme si c’était ton droit
Est-ce que c'est bien ainsi
En singeant l'euphorie
Qu'on rend un homme heureux?

( C’est tellement un bon gars ) 

Dans l’antichambre de l’enfer, 
De l’enfer, de l’enfer, de l’enfer
Tu me baises comme si 
C’était ton droit ( il m’a juste violée)
Mais, je ne respire plus
Mais est-ce bien ton droit?
Je ne respire plus ( il m’a juste violée)
Je ne me reconnais plus

Est-ce que c'est bien ainsi
Dans l’infini déni
Qu'on rend un homme heureux?
( Qu’on rend un homme heureux )

English translation 

Make a Man Happy @2023 Adaptation mm.bedard - s.mortimer

( He's such a good guy )

You want a sexual belle
Bursting with desire
Like a beautiful aquarelle
Erotic hues on fire

You want a lady subdued
Part time advisor 
Offered as a savory fruit
Some how fear is not about

The port takes me away
And I bleed myself out for you
In an offbeat set of dreams
Where truth fades so you gleam
Tell me, is this really the way 
To make a man happy?

( He's such a good guy )

I once was your supermodel
But now I clean your mess
Between too many squabbles
Yet you assure me I’m blessed

And I stifle and I drink
My cries and my tears
Our children keep guessing
But you, what do you see?

The port takes me away
And you fuck me like you own me
In an offbeat set of dreams
Where deceptive euphoria leads
Tell me, is this really the way 
To make a man happy?

( He's such a good guy )

In the antechamber of hell
Of hell, of hell
You fuck me like
You own me ( he only raped me )
And I can't breathe
Can't breathe 
Where am i? Where am i ? ( he only raped me )
In infinite denial, denial

Tell me, is this really the way 
To make a man happy?
(To make a man happy )

Rendre Un Homme Heureux

Written by Jourdan Montano and Brady Kerr © 2015

I'm not just leaving home
I'm leaving you
And all the doors that we built
Weren't meant for us to walk through

After all the dirt and all this mess
Still I'm terrified that I loved you best
So where do we go from here?
Do we keep going on my dear?

'Cause If I could build this house with you
Would we have burnt it down?
And I think my heart lies somewhere new
In another town
In some other town

All that we create
Just destroys us
The love that we make
Only controls us
Your heart can no longer be my only destination
'Cause the means to your end can't build foundations

Now I'm leaving home
And leaving you
All the walls that we built
We couldn't break through
After all the tears and all your kisses
Your lips can't heal what I've been missin'
And where do I go from here?
I'm moving on my dear

But If I could have built this house with you
Would we have burnt it down?
And I think my heart lies somewhere new
In another town
With anyone but you

All we create, just destroys us
The love that we make
Only controls us
Your heart can no longer be my only destination
'Cause the means to your end can't build foundations

So I'm packing my bags
Say goodbye to the love that you almost had

Almost (featuring The Violet Hour)

The Static Of Life - Dustin Lefholz (Feat. Pazia)

Une enquête du Globe and Mail a révélé qu'environ 20% des dénonciations d'agressions sexuelles, au Canada, sont considérées comme des plaintes non fondées par les corps policiers? Pourquoi? Quels sont les obstacles et comment peut-on améliorer la situation? On en discute avec Julie Tremblay, directrice de Viol-Secours Québec.

CKIA-FM

Entrevue - Julie Tremblay - Plaintes non fondées et agression sexuelle, pourquoi?

Produced by :  Jean-François Lemieux  & Marie Martine Bédard
Lyrics: Marie Martine Bédard
Music: Marie Martine Bédard, Selvi Subramanian & Marie-France Thibault
http://mmartine.rocks

GOD I NEED YOUR LOVE LYRICS

I ride through my doubts in Nashville Tennessee
Staring at the ceiling of my AirbnB
I know the mess I've been into
The weight of fear
Since he ripped me of my dreams
At times my aim was of steel

Locked inside (God)
Locked inside (I need your love)
Pain, Pain, I wish I could escape
Shame, shame, feel like myself again
Locked inside ( God I need your love)

I hide the shadows
of his hideous crime
Living as if it did not crush me
I got no one I can turn to
I lost my faith
Since he raped me in daylight
My battles are my secret life

Locked inside (God)
Locked inside (I need your love)
Pain, Pain, I wish I could escape
Shame, shame, feel like myself again
Locked inside ( God I need your love)

God I need your love

Locked inside (God)
Locked inside (I need your love)
Pain, Pain, I wish I could escape
Shame, shame, feel like myself again
Locked inside
( God I need your love)

GOD I NEED YOUR LOVE v.en.

A Need For A Change

Canción del nuevo disco de ELJURI "Fuerte". Rap por invitado especial: Mario Muñoz de Doctor Krápula
www.eljurimusic.com
@eljuri


Ya Es Hora

Something a little "traditional".  This song was inspired by a young women who decided to take control of her life and changed it in incredibly positive ways.  If there is a female artist who would like to record this, I would love to hear it from that perspective as that is the perspective from which it was written.

Shelby Bridge

I was born in Montreal and spent most of my life there. I am an activist, a musician a mother and a survivor returning to music after a "break" from the music business. I read music notes before words and went from classical music to punk and pop rock music. I did a few albums and toured for about ten years with different bands. Today, I am glad to be back at my passion, even though that surviving a severe trauma made me a different kind of artist, with different kind of assets. I believe that today, my capacity to communicate with compassion through music is stronger than ever.