A few days ago a user on Reddit started a thread for nerdy "Yo' Mama" jokes, and it's delightful.

Here are a few of my favorites.

Your momma's so fat that you can see whats behind her due to gravitational lensing.

The woman who carried you in her womb for your gestation period and later expelled you from her vagina has such an excess of adipose tissue that one could reap cardiovascular benefits simply from taking a brisk walk around her person.

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Your mother is so fat that the assertion "she sits around the house" may be interpreted literally rather than figuratively.

There's also a good deal of laughing to be done on the comments all the other nerds leave about the jokes. It's like 12 levels of nerdiness deep and I love it.

Here's the original thread.

Of course, you can't drop Yo Mama jokes without reminding me of this gem by the Pharcyde.

In a day when there were only two cores—hard and grind— and before anyone crabwalked their way through a music video, before there was a scene for which there could be hair, before anyone auto-tuned the clean vocals in their songs, Morbid Angel released an album called Domination. The year was 1995 and I was 13 years old. I had been listening to Morbid Angel for some time at this point. I owned 1989's Altars of Madness and 1991's Blessed Are The Sick, but it was their third album, 1993's Covenant that was the important one. I have no idea how many times I've listened to this album, but it must be in the healthy triple digits. The count was probably into the triple digits when Domination came out in 95. It was right up there with Vulgar Display of Power and Chaos A.D.

I listened the living hell out of that record. In case you are somewhere around my age and are unfamiliar with Covenant but you were around to see Beavis & Butthead, then you might recognize this video.

Pretty killer song right?

I know it is.

And then Domination came out and for some reason I thought they'd gone soft on me. I was disappointed with the album and it never really enter heavy rotation the same way that Covenant had. The songs were weak and soft. They basically made a fucking pussy ass country record I thought. I felt betrayed, so Domination was lodged into the back of my brain as Morbid Angel's failed mid-career attempt at selling out.

Then a few weeks ago, I decided I'd give their "new" record a shot. Of course, this was early 2010, 15 years after its release. Morbid Angel had released three records afterward, yet in my head, for whatever reason, Domination was still the "new" one. Weird how that happens.

And, wow. Was I wrong in my opinions of the album. Domination fucking SLAYS. Perhaps you'd be interested in hearing the song that pretty much convinced me that Morbid Angel had gone soft on this record? Here it is.

What the hell? Was I serious? Something in me thought that this wasn't heavy enough? "Where The Slime Live" is an amazing song, yet 13-year-old Joe thought it was total pussy crap. I was an idiot! In all likelihood I still am!

In case the sample wasn't enough, here are a couple more tracks from the record I had dismissed as not heavy enough.

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Yeah. I know. Totally soft right?

I think I've proven myself here. If you've got some old records around that you maybe didn't get into the first, give them a listen. You might be pleasantly surprised by what you hear.

It just goes to show that being tone deaf, unable to sing, and unable to write and perform a song doesn't mean that your dreams of being in a band have to be put aside. Honestly, these guys might be regular old deaf. If so, more power to them.

Go for the gold, guys!

Check out that ripping guitar solo. Also, great use of Futura for the title at the front. Wicked smart choice.

Thanks, Tiffany!

Palate cleanser after the jump. (continue reading...)

I've been listening to Pulp for, oh, about a million years. The This Is Hardcore/Different Class duo were some of my most listened-to records between '98 and '00. It was a period where heavy metal music was stagnating under the ridiculous weight of Nü-metal and I started to explore lighter music. I got way into the pop and other rock coming out of the British Isles, bands like Blur, Supergrass, Pulp, Gomez, Radiohead. These guys and girls were carrying the torch of classic British pop rock music in the vein of The Kinks or The Zombies or any number of other bands. They were writing catchy as hell tunes with a light-hearted sensibility that nevertheless held a tiny shade of darkness below all the major chords and joyful harmonies.

No band exemplified that light/dark condition like Pulp did on 1996's Different Class. The record features a bunch of upbeat poppy tracks propelled by Cocker's sharp, biting lyrics. The songs are filled longing and remorse and shame expressed with witty jabs, all bouncing along to a brisk, danceable beat.

Then they released This Is Hardcore in 1998 which is Different Class's sleazier, darker, less poppy older brother. Lacking the supreme dancey-ness of its predecessor, it's also a whole lot darker. No, that's not exactly right. The darkness is a lot more apparent.

Neither record is better than the other. They've been in heavy rotation in my listening habits for a long time and I'm still not sick of them. What I think I really love is that the songs are like Jarvis Cocker having a conversation with the listener, like he's telling us a story. He allows his thoughts to linger and spread and chooses the right word even if he doesn't rhyme.

I could write a whole bunch of other stuff here, but I won't. Just listen to the music.

Ok. So, I'm a fan. Doy. You would think that I would have seen all their music videos, right? Me too. But until yesterday I hadn't seen a single one. What the hell is that about? At the very least, I guess it's because when I became a fan of Pulp there was no place like YouTube to see all their videos. It was an age when MTV no longer played videos and there was no good way for me to see the videos a medium-sized British band were making.

Well, now I've got YouTube, so I can watch whatever I want! I present to you, dear reader, every decent Pulp video I can find.

Enjoy!

Because it's been a few days since I posted anything at all and this song is undeniably awesome. You disagree? I DISAGREE WITH YOU!

I mean, how fucking killer is the sax solo? So fucking killer.

Dear Ke$ha,

Two things.

1 - I'm having a hard time typing Ke$ha for some reason, so from here on out it'll just be Kesha.

2 - I liked you better when you were called Uffie. Oh zing! See what I just did there?

Sincerely,

The Black Laser.

PS - I'd like to stop hearing this song everywhere. If you could do something about that and then get back to me, I would appreciate it.

This is very nice. I like all the colors in the video and the richness of the electronic audioscapes. Yeah, I totally just wrote that.

I sent these to my friend Gardner earlier and we couldn't decide if this was real or some elaborate performance. The consensus right now, based almost solely on the horrible tattoos of the frontman, is that it's real.

REAL.

Did you get that? Real. Holy living fuck. And you know what? Even if it isn't real, it's so fucking brilliant that it's STILL amazing.

This shit is too awesome for words. I can't even begin to list off all the things I love about this. The closest thing I can reference is Tripmeister Eder Tutenchamun's "Goa Goa MPU, Ja!" or Deichkind's body of work.

Check out their website. Die Antwoord

I need more music like this. Who can help me out?

Thanks for adding this bit of brightness to my life, Boing Boing!

Pretty sweet, metal as hell video. The song's a little spastic, but overall it's pretty damn cool. This seems like a band that is really going to come into its own on their second record. I look forward to it. A lot of potential here and a sweet video.

I don't know what it is about these guys, but I am totally in love with this. I only checked out the video out of curiosity, but these guys totally kill it. Maybe it's the way these guys, deliberately or not, nailed the updated 90s metal feel. Maybe it's just nostalgia for the metal of my youth washing over me. Maybe it's that I can understand the words, but the band is clearly aggro as hell. It's as if 90s hardcore and Southern Metal had a baby and that baby was awesome. It's heavy, it's thick, it's crunchy, it's punk, it's metal, it's fresh.

Seriously, best new band I've heard in a while. I can't wait to pick up their record.

And the video is pretty rad too. I usually HATE videos with lots of performance, but the silhouette against the projection thing is really working for me. Amazing.

Did I say that I liked this yet? I do.