• CD Digipak 
  

Album tracks: 
1. Télé
2. Paris - Montréal
3. Marilou s'en fout
4. L'horloge
5. Que du vent
6. Classe moyenne (avec anchois)
7. Comme Joe Dassin
8. Hasbeen
9. Party!
10. Shooters
11. On tient l'coup

With the release of their eleventh album (their eighth featuring original songs), Les Cowboys Fringants are once again creating a major event. 

The Cowboys present Que du vent, a (concise and intense) album of 11 new songs. A record that rocks. Musically, the Cowboys are renewing themselves, offering an album inspired by the energy of the hundreds of shows they have performed over the last three years. In the producer's chair, they deliver a sound that is rockier, more electric, and always more festive, while developing a new dimension where vocal harmonies illuminate rousing musical moments. 

The voice of singer Karl Tremblay, more controlled and nuanced than ever, perfectly serves the exceptional lyrics of Jean-François Pauzé. Several tracks are driven at a breakneck pace by a solid rhythm section, carried by Jérôme Dupras on bass, and by polished and inventive melodic arrangements, created by the talented multi-instrumentalist Marie-Annick Lépine and each of the Cowboys. 

Que du vent is an album that waltzes joyfully between social portraits, (heartbroken) love songs, character stories, amusing winks... with a dash of self-deprecation along the way! Que du vent offers a portrait of today's Quebec, of an America and a world obsessed with celebrity (“Mettre son cul / Son âme à nu / Dans l’but / D’être reconnue / Dans la rue”), a consumer society full of contradictions (Classe moyenne, Shooters) observed through the eyes of an ordinary man watching his life go by (“Et l’homme ordinaire met sa montre à l’heure / Car soudainement le temps vient à manquer / Si jadis il n’était pas un facteur / Ce dernier devient précieux et compté”). Que du vent is a lucid look at the world (“Y a des paroles en l’air / Ben du silence qui s’ perd / Trop de bruit pour si peu, souvent / Que du vent...”) where a certain glimmer of hope appears. A world where love makes its way (“Ent’ les écueils et les joies / On s’ lâche pas pis on tient l’ coup / Si l’amour zigzague un peu des fois / Y est jamais ben loin d’ chez nous”), breaks (“Quelle est longue la route du destin / Quand on doit se marcher sur le cœur”), or solidifies (“Mais avant qu’ l’amour / Ne meurt et s’effiloche / On l’attache avec d’la broche”). A world where it is sometimes necessary to laugh at oneself (“On est des hasbeen!”).