“I’m so edgy and cool. I make cringey music that people hate, so to be more edgy and more cool, I’m gonna make the worst song of the year, about being self aware of how awful I am at making music and being edgy and cool. That would be so edgy and cool”
I was helping my father clear out some old boxes in the garage. In one of them, we found a bible that had maps at the end. One of the maps had Damascus located on it. The first things I thought of was this piece of shit song. So for the next hour, I would progressively piss my dad off more and more by repeatedly singing the chorus of this awful song
Propaganda is possibly the shittiest combination of sound waves to ever exit the studio
Pro tip: Making fun of someone’s dead wife isn’t humorous material. It’s called being a shitty human being
My OWN father called me a gooner after I played Sextape (the song) in the car.
I would’ve never guessed that Buckley yammering for 4 minutes about a pointless dream he had would be a highlight of the album
I used to think I was the hardest white boy on the face of the fuckin earth for bumpin to this