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dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 01.05.13

beltane greetings! remember last month, when it was freezing and windy and we were giving vicious glares to everyone who held the door open for more than the second it took to walk through it? how times have changed. last night's caustic lounge was all about the heat. the intense heat of a cafe/ bistro/ bar in the first wave of summer. the sizzle of the music. the burning pain as mr. dna had a sciatica attack and ended up doing a face plant onto the dj equipment after going outside for a cigarette which he totally was not supposed to be doing to begin with. 

yes, these were hot times, folks and it was nice to see so many familiar faces made it out to ring in the start of summer. 

of course now, it means that we have the longest possible break between caustic lounges that doesn't involve us actually being absent, because wednesday fell on the first of the month. now we won't be back until the 5th of june. at which point, i imagine, things will only have gotten hotter. '

and for the second month in a row, i noticed that i donned green lips for the occasion. is that going to be a thing now? green lips at the caustic lounge? if so, i need to do some shopping. 

thanks very much to those who turned out. to those who didn't, here's what you missed: 

dj kali's green-lip express

novy svet :: un canto sombre de la muerte

vengeful widows :: mourning

minimal man :: ascension
the danse society :: my heart [skipped another beat]
the cure :: one hundred years
patti paladin :: the nun's new clothes
killing joke :: war dance
siouxsie and the banshees :: hong kong garden
x-ray spex :: oh bondage! up yours
bo diddley :: bo meets the monster
foetus :: hate feeler
controlled bleeding :: crack the body
current 93 :: dogun
sol invictus :: lex talionis
dead can dance :: i am stretched on your grave
coil :: be careful what you wish for
cosmetics :: black leather gloves
fortran 5 :: heart on the line
gelatinous citizen :: big sounds for happy cows
danielle dax :: kernow
blok 57 :: warm leatherette
novy svet :: en possession de te

mr. dna's journey to the centre of the floor


the hanson brothers :: the hockey song
dead kennedys :: let's lynch the landlord
fugazi :: cassavetes
elvis costello & the attractions :: (what's so funny 'bout) peace, love & understanding?
blondie :: (i'm always touched by your) presence, dear
joe jackson :: got the time
wire :: mannequin
pete shelley :: homosapien
talking heads :: born under punches (the heat goes on)
devo :: wiggly world
wall of voodoo :: red light
crash course in science :: second glance
frank alpine :: heart is grey
a place to bury strangers :: to fix the gash in your head
the jesus and mary chain :: far gone and out
sonic youth : disappearer
the feelies :: the boy with the perpetual nervousness
sebadoh :: license to confuse
superchunk :: keeping track
dinosaur jr :: feel the pain*
xtc :: battery brides
television :: marquee moon
interpol :: evil
pavement :: fillmore jive

*irony

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jihadvertising?

i keep seeing this ad for tictac candies:



am i the only one who finds the suicide bomber clown at the end a little unnerving? all the nice natural things like the bunny and the [extinct] woolly mammoth and the fruit get devoured by a trying-to-appear-nonthreatening-but-obviously-psychotic clown who then blows himself up. congratulations, tictac, i think this ad has landed you on about a dozen watch lists.

oh and by the way, showing me that your product will somehow cause my stomach to explode in a rainbow of wtf makes me believe that doing consuming tictacs would be a worse dietary decision than the time i ate two raw eggs and a half a bottle of hot sauce on a dare.

making faces :: hot stuff, comin' through

i don't even know what to say about the weather. the end of september saw temperatures at a scalding 36c/ 97f outside. this is especially annoying because we've had a moderate summer. most days it rained a little in the morning, the temperatures didn't creep into the 30s too often and there wasn't the normal stretch of a few weeks when it felt like we were living on the sun. now, we've receded into more normal fall weather, although it's still on the warm side for mid-october. that climate change thing is a bitch.

trying to think of something positive in the situation, it does put me in a perfect frame of mind to write about urban decay's naked heat palette. it's the latest in what appears to be an endless series of warm neutral and red eyeshadow palettes that have followed in the footsteps of anastasia's modern renaissance. [which i ultimately decided i didn't need after doing a thorough search of my considerable stash.] i do think that it'…

i agree, smedley [or, smokers totally saved our planet in 1983]

so this conversation happened [via text, so i have evidence and possibly so does the canadian government and the nsa].

dom and i were trying to settle our mutual nerves about tomorrow night's conversion screening, remembering that we've made a fine little film that people should see. which is just about exactly what dom had said when i responded thusly:

me :: i agree smedley. [pauses for a moment] did you get that here?

dom :: no?

me :: the aliens who were looking at earth and then decided it wasn't worth bothering with because people smoked even though it was bad for them?
come to think of it, that might mean that smokers prevented an alien invasion in the seventies.

dom :: what ?!?!?

me :: i've had wine and very little food. [pause] but the alien thing was real. [pause.] well, real on tv.

dom :: please eat something.

of course, i was wrong. the ad in question ran in 1983. this is the part where i would triumphantly embed the ad from youtube, except that the governmen…