http://corridormtl.bandcamp.com - Corridor are: Jonathan Robert, Dominic Berthiaume, Julien Bakvis, Julian Perreault.
There are other artists using the same name:
Another Corridor is the creation of Timothy Drury, Photographer and Composer. He has played with and written for many acts including the Eagles, Don Henley, Stevie Nicks and now Whitesnake. His CD, The Crossing is a collection of emotional, memory induding compositions, filled with movement, melody and passion. The CD is available now at his official website: timothydrury.com
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Next is the alias for multi-instrumentalist Michael Quinn's musical project. The self-titled debut album features eight tracks of lush noise- drenched stories of passion, disillusion and coming of age in the modern world. Quinn himself, whom still in his 20's is considered a seasoned player in the post-hardcore scenes in Boston and Seattle. Eventually making the move to the greater Los Angeles area, Corridor wasted no time getting key slots on shows with Ariel Pink's Haunted Graffiti, Xu Xu Fang, Winter Flowers and Rainbow Arabia, as well as packing up the cello, guitars, samplers and keyboards in his old VW wagon and performing unforgettable live shows at dives and art galleries across the USA. Taking his influences from dark-wave Michael Gira's Swans, midieval English folk and gypsy-jazz master, Django Reinhart, he makes sounds that only few can dare to categorize. At this moment, Quinn has joined LA-band Warpaint on tour as a live drummer and cellist.
Domino
Corridor Lyrics
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Te pousse à foutre le camp
Si les passions font guérir les peines, elles en demeurent la source souvent
Aucun répit pour l'instant
Le matin s'acharnait sur moi
La journée s'acharnait sur toi
Tout s'enchaînait comme des dominos
Tout est fragile et connexe, je sais. Tout ne tient qu'à un fil
Pourtant, autant d'équilibre qu'avant
Si les oiseaux pouvaient fermer leurs gueules, je n'saurais l'apprécier pour l'instant
Les œillères ou les gants blancs
Le matin s'acharnait sur moi
La journée s'acharnait sur toi
Tout s'enchaînait comme des dominos
Tu claques la porte et t'en vas
Le matin s'acharnait sur moi
La journée s'acharnait sur toi
Tout s'enchaînait comme des dominos
Tu ouvres la porte et reviens
The lyrics to Corridor's song "Domino" describe the fragile and interconnected nature of relationships. The singer's aura is growing and pushing their partner against the wall, urging them to leave. Although passions can heal pain, they often remain the source of it. There is no respite at the moment. The morning and day are both relentless, everything is linked like a series of falling dominos. The partner leaves, slamming the door.
The lyrics continue to describe the delicate balance of relationships, which can be easily disrupted. Everything is connected by a thread, and although there is as much balance as there was before, it only takes one small thing for everything to fall apart. The singer wishes the birds could stop singing so they can appreciate the silence. They also mention blinders or white gloves, which could represent either ignoring problems or trying to handle them delicately.
The chorus repeats, emphasizing the inevitable and linked nature of everything in the song - the morning and day's struggles, the falling dominos, and the partner leaving and returning. Overall, the lyrics paint a picture of a relationship in turmoil, where even the slightest change can have a significant impact.
Line by Line Meaning
C'est mon aura qui gonfle, qui te coince contre le mur de l'appartement
I am emanating a powerful aura that is trapping you against the wall of this apartment
Te pousse à foutre le camp
And causing you to want to leave immediately
Si les passions font guérir les peines, elles en demeurent la source souvent
While passions may heal our pains, they are often what cause them in the first place
Aucun répit pour l'instant
There is no break in sight at the moment
Le matin s'acharnait sur moi
The morning was relentless in its pursuit of me
La journée s'acharnait sur toi
And the day was equally relentless towards you
Tout s'enchaînait comme des dominos
Everything was falling into place, one after the other, like dominoes
Tu claques la porte et t'en vas
And so you slam the door and leave
Tout est fragile et connexe, je sais. Tout ne tient qu'à un fil
I know that everything is fragile and connected. It all hangs by a thread
Pourtant, autant d'équilibre qu'avant
Yet, there is still as much balance as there was before
Si les oiseaux pouvaient fermer leurs gueules, je n'saurais l'apprécier pour l'instant
If the birds could just stop chirping, maybe then I could appreciate the silence
Les œillères ou les gants blancs
Whether we choose to ignore things or handle them with care
Tu ouvres la porte et reviens
And then you open the door and come back
Lyrics © O/B/O APRA AMCOS
Written by: Julian Perreault, Julien Bakvis, Jonathan Robert, Dominic Berthiaume
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
@henryreinsdorff4847
The lyrics in English might sound like this:
My aura puffs up
to pin you against the apartment wall
You struggle to get out
If our passions heal our wounds
They are all too often their source
No let up for the moment
Chorus
The morning put you through the wringer
The afternoon put me through too
It all fell like dominos
You slam the door and you’re gone.
It’s all fragile and related, I know
It’s all just hanging by a thread
Yet somehow, the balance is there like before
If birds were reduced to silence
I wouldn’t even savour the moment
The blinkers and the white gloves.
Chorus
@felatioable
this song’s a banger
@henryreinsdorff4847
The lyrics in English might sound like this:
My aura puffs up
to pin you against the apartment wall
You struggle to get out
If our passions heal our wounds
They are all too often their source
No let up for the moment
Chorus
The morning put you through the wringer
The afternoon put me through too
It all fell like dominos
You slam the door and you’re gone.
It’s all fragile and related, I know
It’s all just hanging by a thread
Yet somehow, the balance is there like before
If birds were reduced to silence
I wouldn’t even savour the moment
The blinkers and the white gloves.
Chorus
@haltere-ego9353
La télécaster deluxe, quel kiff
@AlevandX
0:13 Ok, i should start to roll a joint.
@gordlockwood1213
Love these guys!
@tonygarcia1060
Super les gars ! dédicace de Paris
@prg415
Reminds me of Sonic Youths Murray Street
@msagvik
Loved this
@lostprophets7602
aight...F loved it
@jeffkuhl69
I love this. Reminds of Stone Roses.