Nations on Fire: Strike The Match, LP (Vinyl)
Nations on Fire: Strike The Match, LP (Vinyl)
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Nations on Fire
Strike The Match
  • LP (Vinyl)
  • Germany
reissue, red vinyl
  • Refuse Records
  • (REFUSE 132)
  • 12 Tracks
  • no barcode
  • EX+ / EX+
  • virgin

tracks

A1

Flag Song

A2

Nice Song

A3

Iron Will

A4

Radical But Not Cool

A5

Experts Agree

A6

Nations On Fire

B1

Strong Song

B2

Bug In My Eye

B3

Learn Song

B4

New Hope For A Dead Scene

B5

The Line

B6

Dedication

Credits

Engineer
  • Andre
  • Andy
  • Joe Peccerillo
  • Onno Hesselink
Layout
  • Judge No One
  • Onno Hesselink
Mastered by
  • Günter Pauler
Mixed by
  • Donnell Cameron
  • Judge No One
Producer
  • Donnell Cameron
  • Judge No One
Written by
Bass
  • Jeroen Lauwers
Drums
  • Jaak De Cock
Guitar
  • Onno Hesselink
  • Judge No One
Vocals
  • Judge No One
  • David Dutriaux

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