I've discovered a new Genre of Muisc... Nerdcore!

It's been a while since I discovered a new genre (or, more actuality, sub-genre of music).

Scandinavian Death Metal? Passe.
Jazzcore? Been there done that...
Tuvan Throat Singing Punk? Eh...
Music for Dot Matrix Printers? Play me something new...

So was delighted to come across a genre which seems designed just for me... I speak of none other than Nerdcore. That's right folks, programmers and other nerds making... Rap music.

It seems to have been invented (but not named) by a chap calling himself MC Frontalot (who's also recorded tracks with Kompressor) and continued by a whole lot of pasty people who should know better, such as MC Hawking (some guy pretending to be Stephen "Brief History of Time" Hakwings), MC Plus+ and Monzy. In fact, it's gone so far that the last two have been having some kind of feud, writing songs about each other!

So what's it all sound like? Head over to Rhyme Torrents to download FOUR albums worth - over 40 songs! I've had them on repeat on my MP3 player... It's driving me nuts, when it's not stupidly funny.

"I never call Malloc without calling Free" - Monzy.

Some Cat Stuff.

This is for evildoom_bunny and indirectly dissolvedpet.

There is a Cat on Livejournal! Well, there's one that I'm aware of... Check out his blog: tom_pusscat. Wouldn't surprise me if there were more...

While you're on the net looking at... Pussies... Sorry, that just sounds wrong... don't forget Kitten War and Infinite Cat!

"Purring is an automatic safety valve device for dealing with happiness overflow." - Anonymous

The Lord of the Land.

I received a letter from my real estate agents yesterday. The landlord wants to come over an inspect my place on Monday. Which he's perfectly entitled to do, since I've never had an inspection in the 18 months I've been there.

There's only one small problem.

My flat is a FUCKING PIGSTY, as evildoom_bunny will attest.

Eep.

Looks like my plans for the weekend (such as they are) will have to be put on hold while I hose down the inside of my place! Take down the illegally blue-tacked posters, wash the piles of washing, finally recycle the recycling, clean up the piles and piles of paper I seem to have printed, remove some of the stains in the bathroom, dust the toy cars, Nintendo hand-held game and watches, find a home for the paintings, re-arrange the masses of cables from my seven computers, peel the "TISM" sticker off the bathroom mirror, take down the Tibetan prayer flags, file my CDs, find a permanent home for my records, probably in a cupboard, send some boxes of books from my bookgroup back to the CAE, hide the lube, mop, vacuum, mop some more...

Shite!

Weird Dream part 48

This morning I dreamt...

That I was sitting in my car which was parked in the kitchen of my family's beach house - of course. I was listening to my mother being interviewed on the radio of said car about something political (can't remember the specifics now.) She was doing a good job, and after the interview was over, a chap came up to the window of my car to tell me so, and congratulate me. The chap was Nelson Mandela...

Now... What the HECK was that about?????

Human Space Invaders!

This defies description: Human Space Invaders!

It's already been taken of Youtube once, so if the link is broken, do a web search or something.