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dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 06.07.12

if you've ever had the experience of being bumped up to business class on a flight, you know that the prospect of flying "regular" never looks the same again. so i have to say that last night might have been a bit of a mixed blessing. yes, we got to set up in the back room, owing to some wiring issues and an accident with a soldering iron in the front. that put us a little more out of the line of sight but it also meant that we were playing through the BIG sound system, with the full sound board. normally, that's only accessible to bands, who are often playing on caustic lounge nights. and it was glorious. 

so glorious, in fact, that we ended up going right on until someone thought to point out to me that the employees had actually closed the front, locked the doors and were just patiently waiting for the people in the back to wind things down so that they could go home. 

i really want to fly first class again soon. 

here's the lowdown on the mayhem...

mr. dna

pink floyd :: astronomy domine
the rolling stones :: 2000 light years from home
the orb :: little fluffy clouds (ambient mix 1)
primal scream :: higher than the sun
the jesus & mary chain :: alphabet street
the stone roses :: I wanna be adored
the cure :: three imaginary boys
pulp :: this is hardcore
blur :: the universal
ride :: dreams burn down
swervedriver :: rave down
bauhaus :: silent hedges
david bowie :: boys keep swinging
the damned :: plan 9 channel 7
echo & the bunnymen :: bedbugs & ballyhoo
gang of four :: not great men
wire :: our swimmer
the fall :: wrong place, right time
shellac :: my black ass
the jesus lizard :: bloody mary
fugazi :: waiting room
polysics :: kaja kaja goo
pixies :: head on
my bloody valentine :: feed me with your kiss
stereolab :: jenny ondioline

dj kali

screamin' jay hawkins :: i put a spell on you
the cranes :: starblood
danielle dax :: bed caves
m.i.a. :: teqilla
nin-kuji :: sleepless
gerechtigkeits liga :: end of the present
na-hag :: atavism
hula :: ghost rattle
muslimgauze :: rhodesia 3b
skinny puppy :: falling
proyecto mirage :: mind gear
clock dva :: techno-geist
kraftwerk :: hall of mirrors
simple minds :: seeing out the angel
oto :: anyway
xeno and oaklander :: blue flowers
killing joke :: war dance
cut hands :: no spare no soul
novy svet :: en possession de te

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