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"The sky above my quaint neighborhood clouds over and begins a Bible-grade downpour. The wind whipping down the one-way streets is the musical saw on "All That Spring You Could See Halley's Comet". Swallows beat their wings furiously but still are pushed backwards into eddies of accordion playing a narcotized gypsy rag. Audrey Tautou parts the curtains of her apartment window to watch the water rising in the alley just as a couch carrying Madagascar floats by, the band singing wordlessly."
-- Michael Metivier, Pop Matters
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United States