La feuille d'érable ne produit pas que du sirop pour pancakes ou des chanteurs à voix mielleux. Le Canada inspire aussi le rock. Mais Ontario n'est pas le Québec à caribou et Ajax n'est pas le Charlemagne de Céline Dion.

Sum 41 vient du Canada. Le groupe se forme en 1996 à Ajax, en Otario. Le quatuor a une moyenne d'âge de 16 ans. Brownsound est à la guitare. Deryck joue des cordes vocales et instrumentales. Cone est à la basse et Stevo aux baguettes. Initialement formé de Deryck et de Stevo, le groupe s'accroît, avec Cone et Brownsound, pour un son amplifié, un punk agressif.

Leur jeunesse débordant d'énergie et de talents, Sum 41 attire les maisons de disques à la recherche de jeunes artistes pour leur cible adolescente. La formation trouve aussi son public et charme les professionnels. Les Canadiens, après plusieurs concerts et premières parties, signent chez Aquarius et Island Record, en 1999. Avec un label canadien et un label américain, le premier album de Sum 41 ne tarde pas à sortir. « Half Hour Of Power » paraît en 2000. Sum 41 fait alors une tournée et la première partie de Blink-182 ou de The Offspring.

Les mois sur la route augmentent la notoriété de Sum 41. Quand le groupe se pose, c'est devant le micro et le casque des studios. « All Killer, No Filler », produit par Jerry Finnbad, sort en 2001. Pop, punk et rock, l'opus les propulse dans les hit-parades et la voie du succès. En moins d'un an, le groupe vend plus de trois millions d'albums. Les billets, comme les exemplaires, s'écoulent comme des petits pains : la tournée de Sum 41 a lieu a guichets fermés.

En 2002, Sum 41 est en DVD. « Introduction to Destruction » porte d'autant mieux son nom qu'il vaut au groupe une poursuite judiciaire. Entre leur concert à Londres, leurs délires et leurs vidéos de débutants à la recherche d'un label, un hot-dog atterrit sur le spectateur d'un match de base-ball. Celui-ci porte plainte contre le groupe, auteur du lancé.

Le groupe se remet de ses émotions et des 5 millions de dollars U.S. réclamés en paraissant dans la B.O. de « Spider-Man » de Sam Raimi, avec « What We're All About ». Toujours en 2002, le quatuor sort « Does This Look Infected ? ». Avec leur nouvel album, plus rock, la formation part en tournée mondiale, notamment à Tokyo. Sum 41, qui a déjà fréquenté plusieurs célébrités du rock, est invité par Iggy Pop, sur « Ring Skull ». Ensemble, ils chantent « Little Know it All », titre assurément rock.

Iggy Pop trouve que les quatre garçons en ont dans le pantalon. Partis aider à la réalisation d'un documentaire sur les effets de la guerre en République Démocratique du Congo, dans un but humanitaire, Sum 41 semble en effet en avoir. Pendant le tournage, le groupe est évacué de son hôtel et les balles volent au-dessus de sa tête. Sauvé par Chuck Pelletier, de l'O.N.U., Sum 41 lui rend hommage avec le titre de son nouvel album : « Chuck », produit par Greig Nori. Sum 41 revient avec l'espoir de nous ennuyer et d'ennuyer ceux à qui l'on tient ? Leurs intentions sont surtout radioactives à l'égard de la société de consommation et des agissements des Etats-Unis. Ouvert aux changements, cet album rock passe aussi à la douceur avec le piano et le violoncelle.

# Posté le lundi 14 avril 2008 07:00

Underclass Heroe

1, 2, 3, 4

Well I won't be caught living in a dead-end job
Or praying to a government guns and gods
And now it's us against them
We're here to represent
And spit right in the face of the establishment

And now I don't believe (In having faith in nothing)
Stand on my own (And got no sympathy)
Wasting the youth (While being young and useless)
Speak for yourself (And don't pray for me)

Well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
'Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
'Cause we'll be just fine
And we won't be bought and sold
Just like you

(A call across the underclass)
Calling out loud with no respect
I'm not the one, just another reject
I'm the voice to offend
All those who pretend
Unsung against the grain I'm here to rise against

And now I'm desensitized (I state my place in nowhere)
Burning the flag (Of the degeneration)
Everyone sing (The anthem of no future)
Down with the mass ('Cause we're not listening)

Well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
'Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
'Cause we'll be just fine
And we won't be bought and sold
Just like you

May I have your attention, please?
I pledge allegiance to the underclass
As your hero at large!

1, 2, 3, 4

We're the saints of degeneration
We don't owe anyone an explanation
Fuck elitists, we don't need this
We're the elite of just alright

And well because we're doing fine
And we don't need to be told
That we're doing fine
'Cause we won't give you control
And we don't need anything from you
'Cause we'll be just fine
And we won't be bought and sold
Just like you

# Posté le lundi 14 avril 2008 07:02

Walking Disaster

I haven't been home for a while
I'm sure everything's the same
Mom and Dad both in denial
An only child to take the blame

Sorry, Mom, but I don't miss you
Father's no name you deserve
I'm just a kid with no ambitions
Wouldn't come home for the world

Never know what I've become
The king of all that's said and done
The forgotten son

This city's buried in defeat
I walk along these no name streets
Wave goodbye to all
As I fall...

At the dead end I begin
To burn the bridge of innocence
Satisfaction guaranteed
A pill-away catastrophe

On a mission nowhere bound
Inhibitions underground
A shallow grave I
Have dug all by myself

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me
(You regret you made me
It's too late to save me)

As far as I can tell
It's just voices in my head
Am I talking to myself?
'Cause I don't know what I just said

(And she said)
Far is where I fell
Maybe I'm better off dead
Am I at the end of nowhere
Is this as good as it gets?

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me
(To save me, to save me, to save me...)

And now I've been gone for so long
I can't remember who was wrong
All innocence is long gone
I pledge allegiance to a world of disbelief
Where I belong

A walking disaster
The son of all bastards
You regret you made me
It's too late to save me

I will be home in a while
You don't have to say a word
I can't wait to see you smile
Wouldn't miss it for the world

I will be home in a while
You don't have to say a word
I can't wait to see you smile
Wouldn't miss it for the world
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# Posté le lundi 14 avril 2008 07:05

Speak Of The Devil

Trying to find a way
Getting better every day
And I got you now, I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one,
One thing to believe in

I've seen many a face
From young, and too old
I've stolen their faith, and I have broken their souls
Was here before Christ, had forgave you your sins
And paid your price, and sealed your fate within
Days have come to an end
Today's the day that we meet again
The self inflicted inebriation, guilt never lies

[Chorus]
I've been waiting for the chance to reunite this sick romance
Poison never hurt so good
So nice of you to speak of me
Your closest friend and enemy
An only savior of masochists
Well it's the dead end slave
From the alter to the grave
It's the last days of our life
The faith of men

Time, it's been so long
And now there's nothing to say
I'm trying so hard to find the words to say
I'm tired of being, now I'm something I'm not
I can't believe, and I never thought
Days would come to an end
Well maybe someday we'll meet again
If ever that day never comes
It would be too soon

[Chorus]
I've been waiting for the chance to nullify this sick romance
Pull the cord to detonate
So sick of you don't speak of me
No represent of misery
An only savior of masochists
Well it's the dead end slave
From the alter to the grave
It's the last days of our life
Well it's the dead end slave
From the alter to the gray
It's the last days of our life
The faith of men

Trying find a way,
Getting better every day
And I got you now, I'm not alone
All I need in this life is one
One thing to believe in
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# Posté le lundi 14 avril 2008 07:08

Dear Father

Adress this letter to dear father
I know you as complete unknown
I guess its better you dont bother
All our truths should be left alone
'Be left alone'

I learned all things you never showed me
took the chanses you would have blown
And to this day the one and only
You remain a complete unknown

complete uknown - 2x

You're out there somewhere
I dont know if you care at all
It seems that you don't
It's as if the day will never come
So you will remain a complete uknown

unknown..unknown..unknown..

So many years have been ignored
youve been gone without a trace
Im Getting used to knowing your
just a name without a face
Without a face.. Without a face

You're out there somewhere
i dont know if you care at all
It seems that you don't
since if the day will never come
So you will remain a complete uknown
2x

unknown..unknown..unknown..

Adress this letter to dear father
I know you is complete unknown
I guess its better you dont bother
All our truths should be left alone

Your out there somewhere
i dont know if you care at all
It seems that you don't
since if the day will never come
So you will remain a complete uknown
2x

Your out there somewhere
i dont know if you care
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# Posté le lundi 14 avril 2008 07:21