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Feuchtwanger
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Not Winter
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Silent Zone
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I'm always sceptical if a legendary band returns after a giant hiatus. Well, no need to worry here! Pioneer Daniel Denis, who composed all tracks on this album, hasn't lost a milligram of his creative power. So high-quality intelligent avantgarde is still possible nowadays.
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