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Saturday, April 23, 2011

Winterlings food

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The Winterlings: We're a nocturnal Alternative-Folk band. Our new Album, THE ANIMAL GROOM is a strange and stunning cinematic soundscape that begins with "a song that really knocks me out." (Gene Shay, WXPN Philadelphia) And the first song begins with a question: “If I walked across the sea, would you walk along with me?” To answer it, you'll have to explore our world on winterlings.com

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