DIRT NASTY
8 p.m., Revolution. $18 adv., $22 d.o.s.

“F*ck finals, we want Dirt Nasty!!” is how promoters are billing this gig, which is probably smart, since the target demographic, those who'd be f*cking away their finals, is the kids singing “I Love College” (“Time isn't wasted when you're getting wasted,” etc.) and meaning it. Yep, joke rap, especially that strain that celebrates a goofy brand of hedonism, is back like never before. Dirt Nasty leads the revolution — at least at Revolution. Otherwise known as Simon Rex, the former porn star and MTV VJ has risen to recent fame on the strength of self-deprecating, junior-high-style locker room anthems (“Baby Dick”) and over-the-top club posturing (“1980,” which includes lyrics like “I shine like Morrissey on Hennessey on Christmas Eve / No, more like Morris Day on hella yay, dressing gay”). Similarly weed- and genital-obsessed rappers Andre Legacy, Beardo and Muck Sticky share the bill along with Chief Greenbud, who sings country-ish odes to take a guess, and locals Suga City and Flaming Daeth Faeries. The show's open to those 18 and above.