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Beef Jerk
Pork Roll EP (demo)

Beef Jerk are just some soon-to-be legend cunts, attempting to outgrow their suffocating Caravan Existence, dorking out on the way home from some see-how-pissed-we-can-get Adventure. Nova FM stickers blocking the frequent review mirror RBT checks. The shrieks of laughter that echo around the overcrowded enclosure only momentarily interrupted by the sound of a 1996 Corolla wheel rim scraping against the cement guttering. Easy to do when the person in charge of the direction is sitting in the passenger seat. And they're trying to balance a Bundy can in the other hand. And they're bloody slammed.

But it's all a bit of a joke anyway. Nothing gets taken seriously here. Jerkin Off isn't a song about masturbating onto the faces of the one percent, it's just a pleasant tale about throwing your life away, one half-assed underarm toss at a time. Footy is a song mostly about kicking a football around at a park, near where places are cheap to rent because that's all we're really searching for in life. Likewise, Move Into The Ocean isn't anything more than what it pretends to be — a catchy, slightly out-of-time diddy about throwing some caution in the general direction of some mild coastal breezes, dreaming of migrating to a slow-paced village where "fiscal policy" is just a misspelt sign at the local general store that is supposed to read "fish and chips and icy pole for $3". Bloody 1984 prices.

And yesteryear seems like the right place to land, being that Pork Roll does such an admirable job at referencing a forgotten era. Primarily that "no worries", purely Australian mindset. Not so much a nostalgic glance back, but rather a reinterpretation of something uniquely grown from the seeds of this gurted land of "see youse cunts next Tuesday at the Gympie muster". Birthed from a time where you couldn't swing a miniature baby-eating dingo without hitting someone getting a "she'll be right" tattoo across their back and/or making some reference to another clumsy, non-comital phrase we'd ironically embraced as our national tagline because we really couldn't be bothered searching for anything more meaningful. But sadly, this is a mentality we've attempted to migrate from in a modern world where casualness relays an attitude of unapologetic and non-ambitious laziness.

So, thanks Beef Jerk for bringing all that back into our ears and brains. Thanks for the laughable name. Thanks for the ridiculous EP title. Thanks for that bloody awkward "press shot" you decided to use for the cover of your EP (presumably because "it's the only photo where Gav almost has his eyes open"). And thanks for making a bloody great demo that'll surely lead to bigger and better things. That is, if you can be fucked rehearsing or doing stuff. Tops either way mates.

Download 'Pork Roll' for whatever-ya-like via the band's Bandcamp page.

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luarae

Beef Jerk's clip for Schooners is perfect, a bunch of friends hanging out for the 6 o clock swill.

7 months ago

luarae

http://hhhhappy.com/2013/09/04/vid-o-week-beef-jerk/

7 months ago

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