4 years after High Class Trauma, his first effort sung in English, Franck Deweare, a native of Verdun (France) and expatriate since 2000 in Montreal, does it again with a second burst album, in French in the text.

From the first bars of MES SEBLABLES, he reconnects with influence peddling, cinematic arrangements and sound excesses which earned him great critical success in 2007.

In this new album, his pop-rock continues to weave in polychrome latitudes, where guitars, strings, brass and sequencers merge; where the fuzzes accompany a children's choir.

In a voice that is not really one, Franck Deweare evokes his fellows. He sees few of them, but he knows them all and he draws a portrait of them with a knife. His words are sometimes bitter but "I'm not that cynical" he quips in Laisse Aller.

Two distinguished guests mark out this new album. Ariane Moffatt, official godmother, who offers choirs just as the law in Le tumulte and Le métro. Also Erik Truffaz, compatriot and solar trumpeter, who blows a polymorphic and mystical about Darwin.

With My Similars, we find a Franck Deweare always as concerned to surround himself with the best Montreal has to offer. Rock, grunge, jazz, pop, electro, symphonic... in the end, a made-in-Montreal album that doesn't sound like Montreal.