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dj kali & mr. dna @ casa del popolo post-punk night

last night was a blast! a big thank you to dj tyg for letting us guest star on her monthly night, because we had a great time. my set was a little more reminiscent of the sets that i used to do at katacombes [i.e., less prone to strange meanderings than what you normally hear at the caustic lounge]. i actually invited someone to the night with the promise "don't worry, it'll be normal". which also gives you an idea of what to expect at the caustic lounge. behold my marketing genius.

mr. dna started off putting the "punk" into the night [which i think technically means i was responsible for the post, which doesn't sound quite so exciting]. i'd say that he definitely had the edge in the bouncy energy department.

many thanks to those who stopped in throughout the night to share in the tunes, the booze and the remarkably tasty nachos and a special thank you to the ska boss who stuck it out until the end of the night and gave our weary bones a ride home.

the next caustic lounge will be on august 1st, so we hope to see you there.

the way the night went, i started things off, followed by dj tyg, then mr. dna did a set, then dj tyg again, then mr. dna and i shared a set and then dj tyg closed things off. what i have here are the kali/ dna portions of the evening.

dj kali [9-10]
blondie :: denis denis
wire :: i am the fly
the danse society :: my heart [skipped another beat]
second layer :: fixation
bow wow wow :: c30 c60 c90 go
ait! :: i wanna be your mann
d.a.f. :: sato sato
pcyhick tv :: i c water
severed heads :: now an explosive new movie
la generentola :: la gata
blank dogs :: blue light
oto :: blue arrow
siouxsie & the banshees :: hong kong garden
killing joke :: turn to red

mr dna  [11-12]

ramones :: do you remember rock and roll radio?
buzzcocks :: what do I get?
descendents :: suburban home
black flag :: nervous breakdown
dead kennedys :: soup is good food
the ruts :: babylon's burning
the damned :: neat neat neat
the smiths :: handsome devil
the plugz :: el calvo y la cruz
minutemen :: this ain't no picnic
therapy? :: teethgrinder
future of the left :: manchasm
lcd soundsystem :: losing my edge
the jon spencer blues explosion :: dissect
the stooges :: down in the street
the white stripes :: you've got no faith in medicine
richard hell & the voidoids :: love comes in spurts

dj kali [1-130]
devo :: uncontrollable urge
ultravox :: the thin wall
tuxedomoon :: no tears
frank alpine :: dark places
simple minds :: i travel
spk :: metal field
hula :: big heat

mr dna [130-2]
bauhaus :: st. vitus dance
the jim carroll band :: people who died
x :: the world's a mess, it's in my kiss
the modern lovers :: roadrunner
we've got a fuzzbox and we're gonna use it :: spirit in the sky
pixies :: into the white
wire :: mannequin
rem :: so. central rain

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