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Your Mom

Norman, Oklahoma, United States

Norman, Oklahoma, United States
Band Rock Punk


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"Your Mom to perform on stage"

By Danniel Parker

Your Mom is fast. Your Mom is sloppy. Your Mom is hardcore.

But enough about the woman that gave birth to you.

The other Your Mom is a cross-dressing punk rock band from Norman, and they’re playing a show at the Blue Note, at 2408 N Robinson Ave.

It’s on May 26 and doors open at 8:30p.m. Also this concert is cheap as your… well you get the joke.

“We are fast, hard, old school punk rock, played the way it’s supposed to be played. We play borrowed or broken equipment, it’s speed over melody and it’s offensive as hell,” said Trevor Sheldon-Galyor.

Sheldon-Galyor plays for Your Mom. He’s the scraggily guy who admits he might look like a meth cook (He isn’t). He plays guitar, writes all the songs, and drags the other useless band members onstage, kicking and screaming and forces them to make idiots out of themselves.

Joel Simmons is the vocalist for Your Mom. He said he doesn’t sing as much as he screams ridiculous things from a notebook at people while fashioning plus-size dresses.

“Matt Root is our drummer and then there’s Kyle whats-his-name,” said Simmons. “He’s our bass player, he’s not important. He’s the young one of the band, we’re all over 30 and he’s just some kid that started hanging around us.”

“Who cares? They’re just the rhythm section,” he said.

Sheldon-Gaylor said his band is for punk-rock purists. He likens their sound to Bad Religion, The Subhumans and Propaghandi, and if those who haven’t heard of any of those bands might want to just stay at home and watch The Office, or do whatever it is they’d rather do.

Lyrically, their short songs come across like angry stand-up comedy bits, screamed out in a way that would make Sam Kinison proud. Topics include yelling at customers and threatening to soil their food, and reminding creationists that dinosaurs actually existed.

Your Mom’s been around. They formed in 2003 and promptly played their first show on Mother’s Day at the now defunct Buzz’s Subs in Norman.

Simmons said since it was a holiday, they decided celebrate by buying hideous women’s clothing from the Salvation Army, so they could wear it onstage. Immediately after finishing their set-list they were banned from the venue and told never to return.

Since then everyone in the band turned in their Lane Bryant evening-wear for boots, jeans and t-shirts, except for Simmons.

“I think Simmons might just like to wear women’s clothing. I mean, he does look good in a dress,” said Trevor.

“The other day he called me, all excited, because he found a website to buy big girl dresses from. I was like wow, good job, you actually did something,” Trevor said.
“I thought it was pretty entertaining when we’d go into the fitting rooms to try on dresses. You’d hear two burly sounding men saying things like, ‘No way my butt is a size 16,’” he said.

Their official band bio sums up their raison d’etre. They claim it is a meisterwerk of immense genius, and said a few other big pretentious foreign words about it.
“We formed because we could. We were tired of being in lousy bands individually, so we decided to form a super-group of suck. We are Your Mom, and we have come for your children, and your booze,” it reads.

The Constanza’s and Scabby Itchins are both opening for Your Mom. The Constanzas are a rockabilly punk-band from Shawnee and Scabby Itchins are a new group comprised of members of well established local acts, who can actually play their instruments, like Pulpit Red and The Ills.

“This is going to be one of those times when the opening band, just demolishes everybody else on the set,” said Simmons. “When I heard the line up of musicians in Scabby Itchins, I asked them, why did you have to form a band that would automatically blow us off the stage?” - The City Sentinel


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Long ago, during an age of absolute darkness, a band was formed. This group of friends/enemies shattered the darkness and stoked the nascent flames of civilization into a funeral pyre upon which all that was lame was burned. That is not our story. In fact, it is a much better story than ours, and you should probably find that band. You will like them.

We formed because we could. We were tired of being in lousy bands individually, so we decided to form a super-group of suck. We are Your Mom, and we have come for your children. And your booze.

Most punk rock you hear these days sucks, and for all the wrong reasons. The music is well written and well played, the equipment is high dollar and the mixing is good. This is punk rock, God damn it, not AOR. Punk rock is about short songs that split the skull and shred the brain with utter inanity and a casual disregard for what is accessible to the average person. Speed over talent, volume over musicianship. And, most of all, the ability to flip off someone while still playing the bass part.

This is what we do. We suck. Loudly. Violently. We are punk in the way the Subhumans were punk, and in all the ways Good Charlotte are not. We will not compromise our un-artistic vision for lame stuff like harmony or playing the same song at the same time. It's about drunkenly abusing the audience and each other, and laughing while people boo.