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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 04.01.12

the first caustic lounge of 2012 was indeed a great time, one of the best [if not the best] thus far. both mr. dna and i had a fantastic time and we hope that all who attended will remember it fondly. drinks were had, laughs were shared, underwear was removed... and oh yes, music filled the air. i'm not sure how we'll top things next month, but we'll sure try. thanks to all who attended!

mr. dna

coldcut :: return to margin
blur :: battle
p.j. harvey :: my beautiful leah
primal scream :: higher than the sun
the cure :: at night
hot chip :: playboy
depeche mode :: blasphemous rumours
front 242 :: quite unusual
soft cell :: memorabilia
orchestral manoeuvres in the dark :: electricity
polysics :: black out, fall out
ash :: cantina band
stereolab :: contronatura
new order :: the perfect kiss
lcd soundsystem :: us vs them
the rapture :: out of the races and onto the tracks
franz ferdinand :: do you want to? (erol alkan mix)
can :: mushroom

dj kali

the death sound :: this sick feeling
coil :: windowpane
lcx999 :: white ring
scorn :: light trap
numb :: revenant
imminent :: garn
mika vainio :: goths
calva y nada :: algazara
von magnet :: kedma
soft moon :: out of time
stephen spera :: the sound of the crowd
wall of voodoo :: they don't want me
hula :: ghost rattle
simple minds :: the american
ait! :: i wanna be your mann
clock dva :: techno geist
xeno & oaklander :: staircase
november novelet :: my fairy place
crystal castles :: empathy
klangstabil :: anti-communication
mu-ziq :: wannabe
o paradis :: luz del presente
lycia :: through the smoke and nails
current 93 :: fields of rape
november novelet :: fear
maska genetik :: white tracks
cocteau twins :: wax and wane
butthole surfers :: cherub
death in june :: love murder
novy svet :: en possession de te

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