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Until the Dreams Come Through

by STAIRS

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Drugdealer 04:29
Won’t you be my drugdealer I can be your sleepless dreamer Howling at your moon In the afternoon Won’t you be my drunk driver I can be your crash survivor Laying in the grass While the years go past I feel a strange satisfaction As the world decomposes itself I can live without direction As long as I can let go of myself I would give you my ego If I could Won’t you be my troubled waters I can be your deep-sea diver Hypnotize me with your depth Won’t you be my rumbling thunder I can be your moaning gutter Have your waters wash me dry I feel a strange satisfaction As the world decomposes itself I can live without direction As long as I can let go of myself I would give you my ego If I could
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I get my words all wrong And I keep turning around Am I seeing or am I seen? Am I a broken machine? I hear a knock on the door Don’t know who I’d be waiting for But there’s no lock and there’s no door I can never be sure If I learn the language I’ll never understand the silence I’ll just stare and stare Keep my intentions bare I hear a knock on the door Don’t know who I’d be waiting for But there’s no lock and there’s no door Can I ever be sure?
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I’d like to sleep tonight Lay my body on the riverbed I’d like to sleep tonight Hope there won’t be fish swimming in my head Don’t want the light to get inside And spoil the black and the blue So I’ll put some mud on my eyelids Until the dreams come through I don’t have a place I’d like to go I don’t have a face I’d like to know I’d like to fall down the stairs Dropping everything I hold I’d like to fall down the stairs Breaking all the bones in my hands Don’t want to see anybody Feeling bad cause I’m a fool So I’ll put some blood on my eyelids Until the dreams come through I don’t have a place I’d like to go I don’t have a face I’d like to know
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Your melody moves me And removes me From myself Your eyes seem to choose me But your words reduce me To what I say Maybe I’ll never Get myself together Can you drive? Just for a little while You get all the codesigns I make with my hands When I lie But can you feel the wind rise? As the sunlight Hits the pines Conversation dies out And you fall asleep With the window open There’s no need to get closer Just let me see deeper Into your horizon Maybe I’ll never Get myself together Can you drive? Just for a little while Just for another mile
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I lost My hands Playing in the sand I sunk Into a hole Deeper than the soul of man I saw Your name Written in the dust But the earth Caved in As I reached out to touch You metaphorical thing I can never reach you You know I would die for your sting But I can never feel you No light No grip No rivers flowing home No center No ending Only memories ringing out like echoes Are you near? Are you far? It could be both or neither Someday I’ll be the one To slip between your fingers You metaphorical thing I can never reach you You know I would die for your sting But I can never feel you

about

I found most of these songs in holes I dug while tree planting in northern Quebec. As I stared into the earth for hours on end, impressions, words, and feelings began seeping into me. Never really knowing what they meant, I started singing them, listening to where they wanted to go.

As soon as I brought these songs to Vincent, Marlie & Zak, we let them into our bodies, pumping and articulating them with our hearts, tongues and fingers. Again, we listened, this time to how the music was interacting with our different anatomies and personalities, realizing that wherever it was going, it was bringing parts of us with it.

Then the songs turned into electricity. We were now listening to machines and architecture. The music absorbed or rejected microphones, speakers, digital and analog circuitry, walls, ceilings, floors, doors and furniture.

And here it is, now entering your life.

It’s strange to think that barely discernible impressions set all of this in motion. I wonder, were we hypnotized? Or just curious? Or something in between, like trying to remember a dream.

C’est Vincent, Zak, Marlie et moi qui avons imaginé et conçu toute cette musique, mais c’est grâce à beaucoup d’autres humains si elle a pu se rendre jusqu’à vous maintenant. Que ce soit Mark qui montre à Vincent et moi c’est quoi jammer quand on avait dix ans, Morgan et Lou qui nous montrent comment enregistrer un album DIY avec presque pas de budget ou Julie qui mène la construction et la rénovation d’un studio d’enregistrement en utilisant le plus de matériaux recyclés possible (nous initiant au vrai DIY des Laplante de Kamouraska), on s’est retrouvé dans un fleuve d’esprits enthousiastes, inspirants et vivifiants. L’enregistrement de l’album s’est fait sur les 3 premières vagues de cette calme violence dont se sont imprégnées nos vies en 2020 et 2021, et on tient à remercier toutes les personnes qui ont su apaiser nos cœurs pendant ce temps.

Merci Mark, Julie, Vincent B, Rose, Odile, Jacob, Mikhael, Vincent C, Morgan, Jean-É, Lou, Alix, Macha, Justine, Guillaume, Mathilde, Karine, Alex, India Beau Village et tous les autres.

credits

released September 22, 2021

Recorded at Shapeshifter studio and in the Garage from March 2020 to June 2021

Oscar Robertson : Voice, basses, upright bass, classical guitar, piano, synthesizers, field recording, electric guitar

Vincent Ménard : Electric & acoustic guitars, whammybar, carbon delay pedal, tambourine, piano, synthesizer, vox pathfinder 15r tremolo, tape cassette processing, voice

Marlie Robertson : Drums, voice, tambourine, wah-wah pedal, orchestral hits, cymbals

Zak Colello : Electric guitars, synthesizers, cymbals, auto-wah pedal, live sound processing, tape cassette processing

Vincent Bolduc : Flute & Tenor Sax

Jacob Plamondon : Congas & tambourine

Mikhael Daoudi : Bongos & shaker

Odile Émond & Rose Perron : Voices

All songs and lyrics written by Oscar Robertson except
Until the Dreams Come Through : music by Oscar Robertson / Vincent Ménard
You can only make one dot at a time : music by Vincent Ménard / Oscar Robertson
Forêt de Bassinglègè: music by Marlie Robertson
Arrangements: STAIRS
Sound engineering: STAIRS
Mix: Zak Colello
Mastering: Dominic Thibault
Engravings: Vincent Cliche
Graphic Design: Jean-Étienne Ladouceur
A Shapeshifter production

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STAIRS Montreal, Québec

Montreal based quartet living the DIY dream.

Digging its roots deep within hypnotic subterranean rhythms while blooming into luscious textures and mysterious melodies.

Members:
Vincent Ménard
Oscar Robertson
Marlie Robertson
Zak Colello

Photo by Dora Tétrault-Bélanger
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