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Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway

by C.O.F.F.I.N

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    The self titled record ‘Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway’ was recorded and produced by Frenzal Rhomb’s Jason Whalley at his studio The Pet Food Factory (NSW), mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios (ACT), and mastered by Mikey Young (VIC)

    Ben Portnoy - Lead Vocals, Drums, Percussion
    Abijah Rado - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Arthur Flanders - Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Aaron Moss – Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Laurence Adams - Bass, Backing Vocals

    The Gadigal Clan of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the land these songs were recorded on,
    We pay our respects to Elders past, present, & emerging.

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    C.O.F.F.I.N. to take over Australia suburb by suburb, then maybe the world, pending COVID-19 resolution - 'Ray Ahn - Hard-Ons'

    C.O.F.F.I.N’s forthcoming album and proudest work so far since they first recorded as young teenagers.

    The self titled record ‘Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway’ was recorded and produced by Frenzal Rhomb’s Jason Whalley at his studio The Pet Food Factory (NSW), mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios (ACT), and mastered by Mikey Young (VIC)

    Ben Portnoy - Lead Vocals, Drums, Percussion
    Abijah Rado - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Arthur Flanders - Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Aaron Moss – Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Laurence Adams - Bass, Backing Vocals

    The Gadigal Clan of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the land these songs were recorded on,
    We pay our respects to Elders past, present, & emerging.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    C.O.F.F.I.N. to take over Australia suburb by suburb, then maybe the world, pending COVID-19 resolution - 'Ray Ahn - Hard-Ons'

    C.O.F.F.I.N’s forthcoming album and proudest work so far since they first recorded as young teenagers.

    The self titled record ‘Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway’ was recorded and produced by Frenzal Rhomb’s Jason Whalley at his studio The Pet Food Factory (NSW), mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios (ACT), and mastered by Mikey Young (VIC)

    Ben Portnoy - Lead Vocals, Drums, Percussion
    Abijah Rado - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Arthur Flanders - Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Aaron Moss – Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Laurence Adams - Bass, Backing Vocals

    The Gadigal Clan of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the land these songs were recorded on,
    We pay our respects to Elders past, present, & emerging.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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  • Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway LP 12" Texas Rose VINYL x200
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    C.O.F.F.I.N. to take over Australia suburb by suburb, then maybe the world, pending COVID-19 resolution - 'Ray Ahn - Hard-Ons'

    C.O.F.F.I.N’s forthcoming album and proudest work so far since they first recorded as young teenagers.

    The self titled record ‘Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway’ was recorded and produced by Frenzal Rhomb’s Jason Whalley at his studio The Pet Food Factory (NSW), mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios (ACT), and mastered by Mikey Young (VIC)

    Ben Portnoy - Lead Vocals, Drums, Percussion
    Abijah Rado - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
    Arthur Flanders - Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Aaron Moss – Guitars, Backing Vocals
    Laurence Adams - Bass, Backing Vocals

    The Gadigal Clan of the Eora Nation are the traditional owners of the land these songs were recorded on,
    We pay our respects to Elders past, present, & emerging.

    Includes unlimited streaming of Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway via the free Bandcamp app, plus high-quality download in MP3, FLAC and more.
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    100% of profits from this Limited Release will go to C.O.F.F.I.N to support the band through Sydney lockdowns.
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1.
Fast Love 03:35
Make yourself present when out of town, In need of a partner when you’re struck down, The way that I witness you’ll never know, And I’m on the stand, yeah I take the stand when you don’t show Trial when you wanna Try it when you need some From me, fast love honey Trial when you wanna and you try it on me Always loving me now, Never liking me later, Why you gotta lead me in just to loose me huh? I wonder if you know what makes it feel so good? And footing up Pitt St, you know I’m wishing that there’d be two ways to it. Not up the post to be cut down, A playful game, but still needs to be wound, Halfway, I’ve been a long time now, I wrote many letters, I drew you a nude, But maybe time and place is just when and where we move, I’m running out, It’s out
2.
Word is that my pay won’t show Been told “they got plans for you”. Always smiling as I’m coming to Your day’s are spent black n blue Helps knowing that all along, truth was stomped You lay down while holding harm But you know that I won’t Be - the one - in your arms Wrapped - in the creek - with barb Only living alone now But I ain’t just one When I’ve payed my dues You better pay for my fun So when I shake your hand Measure out for more than just some.
3.
Behold Behold Behold Truth we be what you can get away with That doesn’t mean what you’re stealing I am buying And I ain’t gonna show up as your plaintiff But no more will I be running by your side So away you go Set up your play and show No matter how you foul You’ll hold your head up high The things you want only you can tell But don’t think that while scrambling excuse has no trail Hell you’re bent, no bond no rent Just up end and spill the past out as a stumbled dream Always looking, looking around Shaking hands all over this side of town Pay your debts Not the jury Don’t just be another person, With just another fucking story Wise eyes see the dent in your smile Your botched job at smithing denial You put chance in the frame Then to fix it you hammer and hammer and hammer again Paint over the bust, the quick fix New arrivals they ain’t privy to the rust Smother the injured Out of commission Out of the way, that’s your play Dipped & dried & dipped & dried & dipped & dried deny deny But those you play from the inside they’re gonna burn you out
4.
I’m on bail my mentors said, You don’t gotta be good, just be better than them, I dropped the ball, to them I failed Now I’m here dreading what the others got veiled I don’t want their shelter Even though all my meals are payed for oh no But no one knows nothing & nothing’s being said You just wake up with a summons in a hospital bed The door’s locked I’m pinned Wait now for the strike of the gavel & pen There ain’t no instruction to help yah Nah they’re gonna use that book to belt ya And let you have a bit of a start Yeah so they can beat your body apart The good times wont last Yeah after they beat my body, beat your body Opinions set by the prompted board Tongue in your ear but you know it’s a sword Got no contacts, you know I’m hurting I can feel fear as my family is nursing It ain’t no good to see me out this far In public view, trying to go to the shops Push knuckles back, gammy hand pride A constant memory of a constant fight Been fun through all the phases But I don’t wanna miss my time in Texas Yeah it’s been fun through all the phases But I don’t know if I got the patience
5.
Sydney King 02:30
Sydney King what do you crown? Dependent addicts are loyally bound Sydney King keep carrying on But be sure you’ve tied the hook through that note true and strong Rinse this city through, I’ll remember Eyes kept on your fall Pumping ego, nothing more Talent, short lived Evil hunts the weak Penance still comes Even if you blacked out before the deed was done How foul the taste you force into another’s mouth So that your curtain wall wont sink into its lonely swamp Sydney King you talk a lot of shit But I suppose pretty pictures fluster reason & wit Underneath, Sydney King this is what history tells, Sydney King I’ll remember how you fell Misfortune, misfortune, misfortune unto you
6.
The first time you came over, Well you sure did leave me sore, But since then I’ve been waiting, I’m waiting for you With an axe handle at my door, You left stains on my carpet and you didn’t bother to take of your shoes, I got the Ransack Blues, You sprawled out on speck, and I know that got you thinking, That maybe your last visit could “get me more than the drink I’d been given”, Well what you did, that was cruel, You ripped up my joint, So next time you better let me know when you’re coming through, You’re crazy like a cut snake, and I blame you, For these Ransack Blues And I’m anxious, I’m very very anxious, for you to let me know when you’re coming by next, let me know. You just let me know. You got black beneath your nails, You ain’t, never helping me out, And I’m always the one taking the recycling out, You come over for free rides, I ain’t giving them out, Yeah I’m going to the pub, and hell you know it ain’t my shout You gotta hold yourself, Hold yourself up, I ain’t taking you home C’mon pick yourself up, pick it up, Nah, that don’t mean you come round, You gotta kick in my door? I’m gonna be there baby, I just want you to come once more, I wanna wait for you, I wanna wait right there, I wanna see your face, I wanna make it disappear
7.
Cecelia 04:06
Defeated, Dip the key in We got some Blokes from the bar hanging at the pub That are fiending to get a feed in But with worms in your guts you’re never getting filled up nup. A paycheck is ripe for the blokes on site, So they’re gonna hammer on Cecelia’s tonight, Swallow smoke, Piss up your pay, Reason with your shadow let it lead the way, Ladi-fucking-dah, at your Shangri-La King hits to homewares Live, Love, Laugh. “Little bo-peep want a sweaty cot? The kids are at home, can we crush at this spot?” Volunteer your story to your new chosen friend, Treat it like a rag through the back of your head Follow suit, dirty the bowl, Dread dripping from your pockets as you power home Cecelia Cecelia, “How much do I have to pay yah?” Cecelia Cecelia, You'll never have enough for her to ever kiss yah. Cause when the fellas look away you get on your knees and saying: “I need yah, I need yah! How much do I gotta pay yah” Time's up yah beggar Cos once your dollars done you know She's gonna leave yah.
8.
Dead Land 03:18
Hold my hand over the fire Immolation is on us While trying to stamp down or blow it out We didn’t catch ourselves as causing the fuss Flagstone terrain with Terra And it’ll be terror that swells the pavement’s cracks And when the word comes to start knocking You’ll either answer or be out in the harbor you’re a threat DEAD LAND Nothing is gonna grow until the last breath is had DEAD LAND Finished by the flames of the bush we used to have Shake your head, but you’ll be shaking as you die We’re the dry spell no matter what tears we cry The first stone be flung when lead by lying bastards ‘The force through which the green fused pushed’, Culled, cleared, & pastured, Prayers to Machiavelli’s standards Help your hell slip into its speeches’ skin Dismissed country, prepare the urn, Bleached, burnt, and broken, a purposeless herd, DEAD LAND The Red mist of embers won’t steer clear of the flag DEAD LAND We’re the mistle on the gum, we put the hammer to our thumb
9.
The unit is bust All built up to then trash the lot No sanctuary to play with stones then throw up By seeking arrangements The water soured Can’t pretend to not taste it And I can tell yah now that the bird in your hand was better than the two With eyes in the bush Flat on the dirt road calling me for a push You stack the cards but what you’re dealt ain’t never enough Ah hell and I know that it’s tough When retrain don’t beat the rush Cos now when we meet It’s slight of hand Gotta keep discreet Don’t wanna look at you and ask myself ‘What do they want from me?’ With shuffled feet, You take my hand, We cum in the street, You’re crying mad, What a fucking drag to think “That’s all they want from me” You know you’re looking at trouble When you wont see eye to eye And your chances sure don’t double Trying count the legs in your cup of wine Straighten up, When the crowd’s round and you wanna talk Are you moving out? Or just on your way, on another walk? It’s now about winning Who’ll stick around till the other is beat Whose shoes will shine And who will be slinging cloth in the heat You can’t expect to be living, living on love alone, So tell me honey where we’re heading, if we ain’t going home?
10.
18-44 enough said, Or is much a muchness with an average death? Life is steady around the rumbling peak, Yeah an Aussie woman settles it once a week, But where we burrowing? For a laugh? In the danger of an unlit path? Perhaps the coroner’s is out of view But don’t let the string lead back to you Don’t let it lead back to you, Where ya digging? Where you burrowing to? Loud when you slam that door, But there ain’t much to putting holes in the wall, If you’re out whipping with the garden hose, You’ll be just about that, Dirt. Blowin’. A dagger is still sharp behind your back And that’s your confidence in giving a slap You show the process of feeling hopeless, Being verified with an outlined mark, Men will be boys and boys will be pumped, Thinking “things are pretty good, we’d just better shut up”, But the home wont break and you’ll still get by, If girls under 15 ain’t 1 of the 5.
11.
Headland 03:12
“13 it don’t matter I’m gonna bash yah, fuck matters that I’m older?” The words you hear while learning to keep your mouth shut. “And here’s a bit of riff-raff stick that up your nose and come back, I bet your old man is gonna be around tonight.” “So keep your chin in, But don’t put your head down, You’ll be copping blows from the back if you’re proud” “At the Table Of Knowledge You are beyond the call.” Finally feeling on top of it all at the headland No damage from the Dee Why brawl it ain’t all bad Finally feeling on top of it all at the headland Sometimes devotion is how much endure until you get cred’. Cut you down the side, Run you down the stem, You’re soon to come of age, and you don’t wanna be a boy, Just a briny little boy, With lights going out before the news, Up the pines, Adjourned to loose, Sometimes we win, and other times…well other times, fuck it!
12.
Playin Dead 04:07
I feel my neck pinch, As their paws scrape at the pile, And their teeth click, They’ve been waiting for awhile We’re playin dead Try not to drool, Darlin, Don’t let your eyes flicker, There’s still a knocking at the door, Swallow it all in just one go, Cos if nobody’s lookin and your fangs are filled with poison you can, Get what you want, Yeah nothing compares to when the skin just tears and you can, Take what you want. Yeah nobody’s lookin, you’re filled with poison and you, Take what you want. Sharpening stones, Before the final flag is flown, Draggin home your pillow of fresh feathers and bones…

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C.O.F.F.I.N. to take over Australia suburb by suburb, then maybe the world, pending COVID-19 resolution - 'Ray Ahn - Hard-Ons'


C.O.F.F.I.N’s forthcoming album and proudest work so far since they first recorded as young teenagers.
The self titled record ‘Children Of Finland Fighting In Norway’ was recorded and produced by Frenzal Rhomb’s Jason Whalley at his studio The Pet Food Factory (NSW), mixed by Clem Bennett at Black Mountain Studios (ACT), and mastered by Mikey Young (VIC)

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released September 17, 2020

Ben Portnoy - Lead Vocals, Drums, Percussion
Abijah Rado - Lead Guitar, Backing Vocals
Arthur Flanders - Guitars, Backing Vocals
Aaron Moss – Guitars, Backing Vocals
Laurence Adams - Bass, Backing Vocals

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Children of Finland Fighting in Norway

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