“I’m not close to shutting up,” proclaims Roxane Bruneau on the title song of her new record. The tone is rebellious and the singing, without half measures. After much doubt and fighting what she describes as a significant anxiety disorder, the young singer takes responsibility and asserts herself on Submerged. No more imposter syndrome. “If I just capsize / I will know how to walk on water,” she assures.

So there is on this record everything that his “commies”, that is to say his admirers, already love: songs with a burning tone, where the wounds are spoken bluntly and the aspirations too. And this hybrid pop sound with arrangements that seem calibrated to resonate in large venues (she did the Bell Center and the Videotron Center, she is right not to deprive herself of it) and visibly inspired by rock.

Roxane Bruneau is also a rapper. Or almost. The influence of rap is not heard so much in his music concocted in tandem with Mathieu Brisset, but very clearly in the rhythm of his singing and in his way of being in general. Saying matters more than anything to her. And isn’t this frankness, this “no bullshit” attitude also what rappers claim? This is perhaps what explains why the song Côté passenger, a duet with Souldia, works so well.

She often puts the pedal to the metal, tackling tough subjects like