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dj kali @ burning monday 2009.10.05

well, what can i say? the weather was crappy. i was in a foul mood for reasons that don't need to be aired in public. i discovered mid-way through the set that i could actually dj off my phone. a gang of people showed up requested punk music and bought me a pitcher of cider which is, apparently, what my integrity sells for, probably have never been happier to see the end of a dj set... not sure what it all adds up to, but here's what it sounded like.

leather nun :: slow death
cabaret voltaire :: red mask
the pop group :: justice
implog :: she creatures
cultural amnesia :: dialogue of skull and soul
coil :: restless day
crash course in science :: cardboard lamb
bene gesserit :: tonight
portion control :: chew you to bits
led er est :: woman in a cafe communication
amor fati :: listen, little man
ait! :: i wanna be your mann
oto :: blue arrow
the birthday party :: release the bats
the damned :: neat neat neat
dead kennedys :: moon over marin
magazine :: shot by both sides
chrome :: in a dream
virgin prunes :: bau dachong
minimal compact :: next one is real
hula :: at the heart
p.a.l. :: dentist environmental
geomatic :: bliss
esplendor geometrico :: dinamo 3
x :: adult books
new york dolls :: personality crisis
the damned :: new rose
the ramones :: sheena is a punk rocker
joy division :: digital
berurier noir :: salut à toi
the cramps :: primitive
novy svet :: en possession de te

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