1. Pioneering Death/Doo… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least six artists named Winter:
1. Pioneering Death/Doom metal band from New York, United States.
2. A South Korean singer and member of aespa
3. A dream pop band from Massachusetts, United States
4. A post-hardcore band from New Zealand
5. A progressive rock band from Northern Ireland
6. A gothic rock band from Husum, Germany
1) Winter the Long Island, New York metal band (1988-91) that influenced doom metal.
Winter was a New York/Long Island, USA based metal outfit formed in 1988 that only existed until 1991. Line up was: Stephen Flam - guitars, John Alman - vocals/bass and Joe Goncalves on drums.Together with other legends like Thergothon and dISEMBOWELMENT they formed a groundbreaking foundation for death-doom metal and for its more extreme form called funeral doom.This mighty US trio has been an inspiration for hundreds of extreme metal bands bands and the most notable of them are Darkthrone,Sunn O))), Evoken, Hooded Menace,Rigor Sardonicous and Moss.
Winter played monumentally massive, suffocatingly slow yet somewhat melodic death metal riffs accompanied by deep agressive growls, slow yet vigourous drumming and sparse keyboards that created a very cold, dark and frustrating atmosphere.
The band released only a demo tape in 1989 and recorded an album entitled "Into Darkness" in 1990 that was released on tape and CD by a very small label Future Shock Recordings (FSC8000 / FSCD8000). Unfortunately that label went bankrupt. Shortly after that stroke of fate the band disbanded.
Two years later the German label Nuclear Blast re-released "Into Darkness" (1992; CD/LP/MC NB064) and the demo tape "Eternal Frost" (1994; MCD056).
In 1999 and 2008 both albums were re-released once more as "Into Darkness/Eternal Frost".
2) Kim Min-jeong (Korean: κΉλ―Όμ ; born January 1, 2001), known professionally as WINTER (μν°) is a South Korean singer under SM Entertainment. She debuted on November 17, 2020 as a member of the girl group aespa, and is also a member of the female supergroup GOT the BEAT.
On December 27, 2021 it was revealed that she alongside her groupmate KARINA would be part of GOT the beat, the first unit from SM's project 'Girls On Top'. Their debut digital single "Step Back" was released on January 3, 2022.
WINTER also released her first solo project on May 22, 2022 with "ONCE AGAIN", a collab with her groupmate NINGNING.
3) Winter, the Star-projecting sunflower of dream pop! band of (Samira Winter) from Curitiba, Brazil/Boston, MA and connected to Practice Room Records collective. It is dreamy indie rock created in Samira Winter's bedroom, etherealized by her bandmates and blissfully released into the world. Link to their music: https://daydreamingwinter.bandcamp.com/
4) Winter are a Christchurch, New Zealand Band that play emotive music that could be described as Screamo, Skramz or Post Hardcore. The group involve elements of ambient, street hardcore and post hardcore music into their work.
5) Winter were a neo-prog act from Belfast who had an EP released on CD by SI Music, as well as some self-released tapes etc. They called it a day in 1997 but there are plans to reissue a remastered version of the EP. More details at http://www.winteronline.co.uk
6)Winter is a one-man gothic rock band from Husum, Germany, led by Markus Winter. Markus Winter (born September 14, 1973 in DΓΌsseldorf) is a German author, musician, scriptwriter, singer and composer. As the lead singer of the band Hertzton, Winter has released three albums since 2002. His solo album m.o.l.pro.ject. appeared in 2010. In 2016 the second album "The Flyer" was released and in 2018 a third called "We wear Black". Winter released four albums under his own name (abbreviated: WINTER): "Pale Horse" (2021, Drakkar Entertainment), "Looking Back" (2022, Winterzeit Records), Fire Rider (2022, Wintergothic) and Heroes (2023, Wintergothic). Link: https://winter5.bandcamp.com
Bones
Winter Lyrics
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You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone
I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong
She don't shoot in the morning, she walk the streets till late at night
She don't shoot in the morning, she walk the streets till late at night
Well she come home in the evening, doggone baby fight
Get up this crazy world that's going on, I believe my baby she done, drive my black cat bone
Got a funny feeling right here, something's going wrong
My mama treats me like a, well fed dog at bay
You know my baby, like a well fed dog at bay
Yeah, I might be tired of living and I'll put
I'm gonna take it up iron Memphis, to get my hands on the bone
Gonna lay around here living till I, get on the phone
Gonna make it to Memphis man, to get my hands on the bone
I'm gonna lay around here in Mississippi, 'cause or else it's gonna spoil
I believes my old lady she done, drive my black bone
You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone
I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong
The song "Bones" by Winter is a bluesy tune that uses the metaphor of a black cat bone to depict a bad omen or misfortune that has befallen the singer. The opening lines suggest that his old lady, perhaps referring to his lover, has done something to drive his black bone or black cat bone, which traditionally is used in African American folklore to bring good luck or ward off evil spirits. He has a funny feeling that something is going wrong, and the rest of the song reveals his suspicions about his lover's unfaithful behavior.
The second stanza paints a picture of his lover's habits, such as not showing up in the morning and walking the streets at night. The singer feels uneasy, knowing that his lover is up to something, and their evening interactions lead to fights. The third stanza suggests that he wants to call for help and get out of this "crazy world," but his belief that his lover has driven his black cat bone is hindering his ability to make rational decisions.
The final stanza describes the singer's feelings of being mistreated by his mother and lover, despite their care and attention towards him. He wants to go to Memphis to find a black cat bone to bring him luck and get out of this cycle of misery. Overall, the song depicts the struggles of a man who feels that he is a victim of circumstances beyond his control, and he needs to break free from his past to find happiness.
Line by Line Meaning
I believes my old lady she done, drive my black bone
I suspect that my partner has used magic to harm me
You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone
I am convinced that my partner has used black magic to harm me
I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong
I have a strong intuition that something bad is happening to me
She don't shoot in the morning, she walk the streets till late at night
My partner stays out late at night and doesn't come home until evening
Well she come home in the evening, doggone baby fight
When my partner comes home, we usually end up having an argument
Gonna call up the operator, right around the town
I am going to seek help from the local authorities to deal with my problem
Get up this crazy world that's going on, I believe my baby she done, drive my black cat bone
I want to escape from the turmoil that's happening in my life, as I think my partner is using black magic to harm me
Got a funny feeling right here, something's going wrong
I have a strong intuition that something is not right
My mama treats me like a, well fed dog at bay
My mother pampers me and treats me like a prized possession
You know my baby, like a well fed dog at bay
My partner treats me like a pet and controls me
Yeah, I might be tired of living and I'll put
I feel so hopeless that I am considering ending my life
I'm gonna take it up iron Memphis, to get my hands on the bone
I plan on traveling to Memphis to find the black magic that has been used against me
Gonna lay around here living till I, get on the phone
I will stay in Mississippi until I can get in touch with someone who can help me
Gonna make it to Memphis man, to get my hands on the bone
I am determined to go to Memphis to find the black magic that has been used against me
I'm gonna lay around here in Mississippi, 'cause or else it's gonna spoil
I will remain in Mississippi until I am able to move forward and find a solution to my problem
I believes my old lady she done, drive my black bone
I suspect that my partner has used magic to harm me
You know I made my old lady she done, drive my black cat bone
I am convinced that my partner has used black magic to harm me
I got a funny feeling right here, something's going all wrong
I have a strong intuition that something bad is happening to me
Lyrics Β© BMG Rights Management, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOHNNY WINTER
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Scott Boone
This movie made me think of the family I came from, which is almost hard to admit. The small town, the environment, the dope, the family drama. Nobody was murdered, at least not while I was I was alive. Before my time, however, my Great-great grandpa did did have two brothers, one of which murdered the other. Shot him down. Pretty intense, right? Just one of many horrifying details that come from my family's history.
My Uncle Neil was heavy into dealing. They called him Hoppy. The reason being, from I what understand, was related to his style of distribution. He wasn't blood related. I just know he hooked up with my Aunt a few times, she popped out a couple of kids, and every once in a while, he'd show up at random and he'd sleep on the couch. Never slept anywhere else. His choice. Always the couch. Even at his mom's house. I don't think Neil ever had a place of his own. He just kind of moved around from one place to another, and stayed a few days. My Great-great grandpa, on occasion, would throw hands with Neil. Neil's oldest daughter, my cousin, would always run into the ran down old trailer and shout to my great-great-grandmother and my Aunt, "Papaw's Gonna Kill em'!!!" Ha, good times..
It was about that time, Neil's older daughter, my older cousin, was an adult. She seemed to get caught up in a lot of silly relationships. Losers, dopes, guys that were generally jail bound. I haven't seen her in years. I looked her up on Google a while back. Sad thing is, I had to do a criminal search history to find out where she was. Turns out, she's doing a 13yr bid. People got killed in a wreck. Drugs were involved. Despite I 100% agree she should be held accountable for her crime, and she was, I almost can't blame her for how she turned out, but rather the environment she grew up in. She was raised up around drug fiends, drug dealers, alcoholics, people who absolutely abused government Aid - it was all she had ever known from day one. Family members, known associates, friends, all of which were people who actively didn't try, people who committed repetitive crimes and ended up in jail a plethora of times - it was the life she had been led to live, and I guess maybe she felt life was suppose to be that way, because she had no one there to teach her different. Her little sister, another older cousin of mine, followed the same path. What a life she livedβ¦
My Great- great Grandparents lived in a ran down old moble home in the middle of nowhere. Two football fields from the back yard was an old farm house. It was consumed of junk. You couldn't tell if people were coming or going. Nearly 80 yards from the front porch of the old farmhouse was a barn, which had been rendered useless. In the back of the old house was a dog chained up to an old shack. Seemed to be it's whole life. Two more dogs lived in a little camper. They came out once a day to do their business. Their whole lives, they never lived. I guess those dogs were secluded from the other dogs, who roamed free on the property, weren't friendly. Looking back I guess they were prone to instigating more fights. Makes sense, they were poorly socialized. My grandmother kept two dogs in a bedroom in her old ran down mobile home. Once a day she'd let em' out, feed em', and back into the room they went. Looking back, it makes me sad to think they lived life as an inconvenience.
The dogs in the bedroom, the dogs in the little camper... You know they stayed trapped in their own feces. Going out once every 24 hrs to potty had to be hell. Only adds to the sadness of it all.
Both places, the ran down old mobile home and the farm house, neither of which had running water. My aunt would go see my uncle Neil's sister, who lived in a little camper on a hill, behind Neil's mom's house. My Aunt would pay my uncle Neil's sister for water. She'd turn on the outside spicket and fill up more than a dozen gallons of water, and that was the water they'd use. Mom used to pawn me off on my Aunt, who lived with my great-great-grandparents, and I rarely remember ever getting a bath. I distinctly remember having been bathed once in a pot you'd cook a roast or a turkey in. My Aunt had heated the water she had gotten from Neil's sister over the stove, in a large pot. That was probably the only time that dish soap surved any purpose that had anything to do with cleaning. If that weren't enough to wrap your head around, when my Aunt wanted her own space, she'd stay at the old farm house. As many times as I had been there, I never recalled seeing a bathroom. So where did we go to, to do our business, you may wonder? A five gallon bucket. That's right! A FIVE GALLON BUCKET!!! A solid wooden board made for checkers covered the bucket to trap the atrocious smell of shit and piss. If your face is as twisted up as mine, at the expense of having been repulsed at the mere thought it, well.. It's to be expected. To add to the thought, like the hillbilly my Aunt was, she'd open the side door, and sling that nasty ass bucket, and out came human feces. It's was as though we were in an old western and the amenities we have today was long after our time. It's insane to grasp that reality.
You know, I distinctly remember pretending to be happy I was going to my great-great-grandparent's to stay, for mom's sake, while she went out and partied. I remember there was a time my Aunt and my Great-great grandmother fought in the middle of a floor over a pill. That's CRAZY. My Aunt and my old ass great-great-grandmother fought in the middle of the fuckin' floor over a pill. I remember telling my mother about that particular incident, and the only thing she could think to say was, "Next time that happens, hide.." I remember being confused that she was still more than likely going to send me into that environment. In fact, the only reason I told her about that situation was because I didn't like going to my great-great-grandparent's place. Growing up, I realized if she had taken what I had told her seriously, she'd have lost the convenience of pawning me off when she wanted to live life as if she didn't have any responsibilities. It seemed sometimes as though she would pawn me off for a week at a time and never once call to see if I were ok.
Fast forward into my teens, my mom had the audacity to tell me what a toxic environment it was to stay with my Great-great grandparents, whereas they commonly associated with trash and no intent to thrive to do better, and again, had the audacity to make idle threats to send me off to the very place she pawned me off to as a child, as punishment.
Anyway.. This movie, Winter's Bone.. Reminds me of my childhood. Almost feels nostalgic....
Scott Boone
Apologies, Rachel. I meant to say great-grandparents, which were the parents of my grandmother.
Regardless, I don't know what my great-grandfather did for a living when he was younger. He didn't communicate so well. I don't think he was dumb, just uneducated. His pronunciation for words lacked immensely, which may have explained why he was a man of few words. Try to incorporate an immense lack of pronunciation with a deep southern slang.. it was as if listening to a toddler trying to mimic words of it's parents.
As far as I know, my great-grandparents had inherited a substantial amount of money and blew it to the point of being utterly poor. It would seem apparent neither of my great-grandparents worked after that, nor their children for that matter. Evidently they all had refused to work. Well.. My grandmother (my mom's mother) worked. Oddly enough, you'd never know she came from an unmotivated family, who literally sat around and did nothing all day. Unfortunately, she plummeted. She had a partnership at a small salon. Frankly, I don't think my grandmother had the mental and emotional development to carry on with someone with a stable/rational mindset. My grandmother's partner opted out of partnership, and the salon was no more. As for my great-aunt, she didn't work. She was the one whom lived with my great- grandparents. I'm not sure she had ever worked. I'd almost bet she had been dependent her whole life. If not dependent upon her parents, she was dependent upon government Aid. I have a distinct memory of having gone with her many times during the first of the month to the same Bootlegger, where she'd buy a few cases of Budweiser. From what I remember, she had been a customer to this guy for many years.
Now as for my great-great-grandfather, I won't leave you hanging. I do remember my mother having told me he was a particularly strict old man. Mean too. He was full of grit, he tough as nails, and he was a man of short patience. The story my mom told me, (in fact the only story my mother had told me) was she had remembered my great-grandmother having gotten completely plastered one day. "Drunk as a skunk", as my mom put it. She was screaming, singing, hootin and hollerin, etc! You know? Doing what drunk people do. Then out of the blue, in came my Great-Great-Grandfather. All it took from that man was a stern look, & just before my great-grandmother got up out of a chair as she Hauled ass to the bathroom, she uttered "Shyyuuttt..." I remember laughing at the story because my mother repeated the way my grandmother had said it - "Shyyuuuutt!!!"
Mom told me my great-grandmother had ran to the bathroom to vomit, which she would then vigorously brushed her teeth. She splashed water on her face, brushed her hair, and then walked out women who walked out of that bathroom stone cold sober. I guess that in itself was a testament to whom my great-great-grandfather was.
Sorry I couldn't offer more.
zedwardson
For those who are asking, it a a drama that has a lot of thriller and Southern Gothic mixed in. Jennifer Lawrence (the main girl) is truly brilliant.
ears
Bruh how weird is it now to see this comment bout J Law lol. β(the main girl)β is now The Main Girl.
Charlie Brooks
When is she not
Jody
I love how the producers used locals in the movie. Ashley of course was not an actress, but she was on the set so much and was so cute, they decided to use her. Ree's house was the actual house of Ashley's grandparents. They only moved some furniture around so they could get the shots they needed. The guy who played Thump Milton was a local the writer found in a biker church while scouting out the town.
Sir Butthurt
+Jody That's awesome!
Jay Quintana
+Jody Biker church? I should've known they have those in them parts.
Critter Nuttle
Where you from?...I lived at powersite,reeds,west, branson,bull creek,and everywhere between for ten full years myself..
Susanna Powers
Thump Milton is my great uncle, Ronnie Hall βΊοΈ looked up this trailer just to see if I could get a glimpse of him.
DL Lively
I saw this dramatic tugginβ flick on its release. My date & I kept saying the Casting Director should receive an Oscar for that personβs βcouldnβt-be-any-more-perfectβ use of locals to give the starkest color to a stark movie. Excellent!
Janice L
Saw this powerful and intense movie last night...my friends and I were very impressed. Despite the turmoil and danger there is a sense of hope at the end. This is a story of courage, loyalty, love, determination, and friendship. It was very realistic- easy to imagine people who live like this.