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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 02.03.11


well, this was our first night with the caustic lounge at cagibi. after a string of doing more dance-oriented nights, it was a bit different doing something geared towards an audience who were guaranteed to be sitting down. many thanks to everyone who came out, especially those who ventured out in the freezing cold specifically to catch what we were doing. you're what makes it fun to do this kind of thing.

dj kali
a.c. marias :: trilby's couch
crash course in science :: cardboard lamb
human league :: the path of least resistance
perverse teens :: little doll
cabaret voltaire :: yashar
these immortal souls :: marry me! lie! lie!
wovenhand :: terre haute
cocteau twins :: garlands
death in june :: europa: the gates of heaven
joy division :: the atrocity exhibition
sleep chamber :: el topo
coil :: ostia
zola jesus :: run me out
neither neither world :: all god's dogs
novy svet :: marlene
the coasters :: the shadow knows
liaisons dangereuses :: mystere dans la brouillard
colin newman :: alone
sleep museum :: who we are

mr. dna (who gave me the chance to relax and enjoy the heart of the evening with this most excellent new and no-wave (and more) extravaganza)
section 25 :: always now
pil :: poptones
dif juz :: hu
blue orchids :: disney boys
mission of burma :: secrets
ride :: chelsea girl
trans am :: futureworld
this heat :: horizontal hold
silver apples :: oscillations
the monochrome set :: the monochrome set (i presume)
in camera – die laughing
leben und arbeiten :: amanita
wire :: question of decree
red lorry yellow lorry :: take it all (away)
gang of four :: he’d send in the army
wall of voodoo :: back in flesh
josef k :: romance
joy division :: walked in line
the comsat angels :: missing in action
kommunity fk :: unknown to you
the flesh eaters :: the wedding dice
the cramps :: the crusher
deja voodoo :: my girlfriend
dik van dykes :: road warrior
buzzcocks :: orgasm addict
the dickies :: take it back
screamers :: 122 hours of fear
devo :: penetration in the centerfold
wall of voodoo :: ring of fire
hot chip :: playboy
new order :: leave me alone
interpol :: nyc

that's all for this time, folks! look for episode two of the caustic lounge coming the first wednesday in april!

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