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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 02.05.12

a big thank you to everyone who came out to our post-mayday brouhaha last night. it did seem that we the dj's were in a particularly feisty, surly mood with mr. dna's turn for the noisy and my surprisingly goth-like opening, but i assure you, we were as happy as clams. who are apparently extremely happy. here's what you heard, if you were there and what you missed if you couldn't make it. 


mr. dna's easy listening for the hard of hearing


patton oswalt :: there will be blood
pigface :: tapeworm
swans :: blackout
butthole surfers :: lady sniff
don caballero :: for respect
the jesus lizard :: the art of self-defense
halo of flies :: headburn
shellac :: wingwalker
unsane :: sick
nomeansno :: 0 + 2 = 1
sweet pea :: sandbox
helmet :: sinatra
hammerhead :: double negative
calvin krime :: my flaming arrow
king buzzo :: isabella
torche :: olympus mons / tarpit carnivore
bikini kill :: rebel girl
cherubs :: carjack fairy
pain teens :: cool your power
killdozer :: pour man
girls against boys :: get down
urge overkill :: god flintstone
slint :: good morning, captain



dj kali's melodramatic meanderings


cocteau twins :: strange fruit
vengeful widows :: susan
christian death :: deathwish
minimal man :: you! you!
chelsea wolfe :: mer
bodychoke :: cripple
jfk :: oh men
legendary pink dots :: the death of jack the ripper
der herrkaum uber sie :: love me or leave me
future neighbours :: i fall to pieces
htrk :: rent boy
l.a. vampires :: berlin baby
john cale :: she never took no for an answer
geins't naït :: ministre
muslimgauze :: hamas cinema gaza strip
desire :: don't call
trust :: bulbform
solvent :: take me home
the residents :: hello skinny
devo :: shrivel up
novy svet & foresta di ferro :: sogni di piombo
death in june :: all alone in her nirvana
novy svet :: en possession de te

Comments

Aaron Fenwick said…
It sucks I never make it to the great white north for these things :P Great Photo of you guys btw!

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