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There are atleast two artist with the name Hildegard, one of them is a swedish chip-artist, known from bands like Squish etc. .
There are three bands named The Breaks: 1) Indie power pop group from Saint Louis, MI. Official Site 2) 80's pop rock group from Memphis, TN. Discogs page 3) Dirty 60's garage rock from The Netherlands! GET DOWN! Bandcamp page .
2005 wurde die Band von den 5 noch in der Band motiviert spielenden Gründungsmitgliedern in Sydney, Australien ins Leben gerufen. Sie ist nicht die erste australische Hardcore Band, die aus dem Untergrund schnell hervorkam, ihr Stil ist zum Teil von den bekannten australischen Bands (wie I Killed The Prom Queen und Parkway Drive) adaptiert. Sie teilten sich bereits eine Bühne mit Whitechapel und tourten auf der "Taste of Chaos tour" mit Underoath, Taking Back Sunday, The Used, Killswitch Engage und vielen mehr. 2009 veröffentlichten sie ihr Debut-album mit dem selbstbetitelten Namen der Band "As Silence Breaks". Durch ihr Engagement und...
Miami, FL’s All Hell Breaks Loose came together when Chip (guitar, Destro, Until The End, Where Fear & Weapons Meet, & Dance Floor Justice) and some friends had the idea of doing a hardcore band that was very straight forward, to the point, fast, but still brutal as hell. After recording their 2002 CD demo a few members left the band and were replaced with a few of the guys from Target Nevada & ex Santa Sangre guitarist Tom Dice. In the summer of 2003 the band released their debut CDep "Everyone Loves a Handsome Killer" on Good Bye Blue...
When the Deadbolt Breaks... God lights up a smoke in a flash of lightning. Inhaling a hollow smokey autumn wind of leaf and ash. Exhaling, his deep sigh thunders across a pitch sky, rolling with the turn of his head into the vast emptiness of space and ones heart. Eyes and sweat gleam with a second strike of Gods light as it cracks with the triggered hammer, and it is done. God's not watching anymore. Justice of a torn heart rips through the soul and veins of the assailant, as does the wet breath of un-watching faith, pulling the petals...