the email I got this morning, the APRA (Australian Performing Rights Association) song of the year is verifiable excrement. Yes, you heard right, the APRA song of the year is ‘Jerkin’ It’, by someone calling themselves Amyl and the Sniffers. I know this is a side trip from my amazing vacation journal but I feel compelled to comment, even if it only to note the actual point in history when Australian music finally reached the point of no return in becoming utterly worthless, pointless and offensive for the sake of it.
To say that the song of the year stinks to high heaven is an understatement. This tragically abysmal “musical” offering gives us an insight into just how hopelessly lost and degraded the Australian music scene really has become. This is a “Kings New Clothes” moment.
The fact that this was nominated song of the year wasn’t enough though. This pitiful example of low IQ, maggoted Australian cultural lack of human consciousness also won the most performed rock work award as well as songwriter of the year.
You might think I’m exaggerating or being overly harsh here. I’m not. By any standards of quality, musical ability and yes, decency, this garbage is a monumental failure. It says a lot about APRA as well. It says a lot about Australia. This is the sign of a failing nation. This hopelessly woke organization APRA has lost its way, and the people who work there should be ashamed to look at themselves in the mirror for this is by any account, the most miserable, meanest, nastiest, most worthless, musically inept hateful, putrid SHIT in all caps I’ve ever heard in my life. I’m a member of APRA and I object to this. We can do better
It’s not funny, it’s not witty, it’s garbage ok? It stinks in every way imaginable, and after that it stinks for 50 thousand leagues in every direction. It’s so bad that I suspect the popular vote was entirely rigged to get it to first place. It’s degrading, toxic musical landfill is what it is. See for yourself
“Jerkin’
You’re a dumb cunt
You’re an asshole
Every time you talk you mumble, grumble
Need to wipe your mouth after you speak ’cause it’s an asshole
Bum hole, dumb cunt
You are ugly all day, I am hot always
You are just a critic and you want to hit it
You are fucking spiders, I am drinking riders
Don’t wanna be stuck in that negativity
Keep jerkin’ on your squirter
You will never get with me
I don’t wanna be stuck inside that negativity
Keep jerkin’ on your squirter
You will never get with me, yeah
Jerkin’ on your
Squirter cunt
Jerkin’ on ya
Yeah, you go get some
Last time I checked, I got success
‘Cause the losers are online and they are obsessed
Typin’
They be on my pictures having wiping
Dick hole
I be on the internet, killin’ it all
They like on my outfits and hate my success
I am the top bitch
I am the best yet
Don’t wanna be stuck in that negativity
Keep jerkin’ on your squirter
You will never get with me
I don’t wanna be stuck inside that negativity
Keep jerkin’ on your squirter
You will never get with me, yeah
Jerkin’ on your
Squirter cunt
Jerkin’ on ya
Yeah, yeah, go get some
Smack, smack, smack
Wank, wank, wank
Ooh, bleh, yep
Go get some
Writer(s): Amy Louise Taylor, Declan Jack Mehrtens, Bryce Keith Wilson
watch the music video at your own risk I’m not posting it here. It’s not even music
Fuck outta here
Good Day
This is what a good pop song should sound like not that those idiots at APRA have a clue.