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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 04.07.12

what better way to celebrate the birthday of america than with two people who sometimes play music from america? that's it. that's seriously the only tie-in i can do. what's worse is that i can't even do a better link to canada's birthday from this past weekend and you'd think that since i live here all the time, something would have occurred to me.

nope.

last night's caustic lounge was probably the strangest musical adventure we've yet been on at cagibi, mostly because mr. dna and i were both in the mood to do fairly specific sorts of sets just to satisfy ourselves and the sets we wanted to do were diametrically opposed to one another.

seriously, as we were planning what to play, dom was talking about getting funky and playing me tracks with groovy bass lines and i was holding onto an old spk cd thinking "this night will be fairly taxing for those who show up". so to those who did show up, thank you for your support and your company and for not pelting us with stuff. we love you.

and what's the weirdest bit about these sets? despite being as opposed as they are, we both ended up playing elvis costello, who neither of us play with any regularity. 

mr. dna :: the lounge bit


stevie wonder :: living for the city 
hot chip :: keep fallin'
isaac hayes & the movement :: chocolate chip 
talking heads :: crosseyed and painless
sly & the family stone :: thank you (falettime be mice elf again) 
xtc :: all along the watchtower 
parliament :: flash light 
pil :: careering 
the police :: masoko tanga 
the slits :: newtown 
a certain ratio :: shack up 
gang of four :: i love a man in uniform
23 skidoo :: coup
lcd soundsystem :: disco infiltrator
the pop group :: she is beyond good and evil 
minutemen :: this ain't no picnic 
elvis costello & the attractions :: watching the detectives 
fishbone :: aids & armageddon 
bad brains :: leaving babylon 
the clash :: police and thieves

dj kali :: the caustic bit

coil :: disco hospital
throbbing gristle :: vision and voice
venetian snares :: tattoo
mika vainio :: vandals
spk :: despair
mental destruction :: farval
skinny puppy :: falling
amor fati :: listen little man
sleep museum :: porcelain
the klinik :: moving hands
simple minds :: love song
wire :: mannequin
the vanishing :: skin
kip tyler :: she's my witch
sigillum s :: eden cells
clock dva :: the hacker
devo :: blockhead
elvis costello :: radio radio
novy svet :: en possession de te

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