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kali + shiva @ burning monday 2010.02.22

ah yes, it was a dark and stormy night. [ed.- there were some flakes and raindrops, don't get dramatic] the goddess kali and her consort shiva did descend into the katacombes [ed.- katacombes is at street level.] and so did they both offer up sounds to the heavens. and thus did it unfold...

shiva

lcd soundsystem – someone great
wall of voodoo – the passenger
cabaret voltaire – yashar
the units – go
the screamers – vertigo
athletico spizz ‘80 – where’s captain kirk?
sonic youth – ca plane pour moi
theoretical girls – theoretical girls (studio)
wire – another lhe letter
james chance & the contortions – contort yourself
the jesus lizard – chrome
polysics – kaja kaja goo
big black – racer x
shellac – wingwalker
girls against boys – crash 17 (x-rated car)
the fall – jerusalem
killing joke – eighties
trans am – futureworld
the damned – twisted nerve

kali

devo :: uncontrollable urge
siouxsie & the banshees :: hong kong garden
pere ubu :: final solution
christian death :: romeo's distress
sisters of mercy :: black planet
sleep museum :: mask 8
staccato du mal :: su ultimo secreto
depeche mode :: ice machine [r]
martial canterel :: arctic invention
von magnet :: capricious horses
muslimgauze ::
beefcake :: a1
various productions :: soho
clock dva :: velvet realm
human league :: the path of least resistance

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