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dj kali & mr. dna @ kill me now 09.04.11

it was very nice to see so many friends out last night to tap their toes and shake their booties to the grooves. overall, the crowd who came [other than the ones we already knew] had tastes that ran decidedly on the safe side, so i think that we [especially me] were a little more guarded in our choices than usual. i'd also like to thank all those who were so friendly with me, since i was in an edgy, cranky mood and was pretty easy to set off. dom's set was pure gold, in my opinion, which is tricky when you draw the bullet and have to go first.

mr. dna

skinny puppy :: love
sisters of mercy :: colours
the cure :: the funeral party
pj harvey :: my beautiful leah
siouxsie & the banshees :: carousel
bauhaus :: stigmata martyr
killing joke :: night time
joy division :: disorder
the damned :: twisted nerve
disappointed a few people :: dead in love
hilt :: stoneman
neon judgement :: miss brown
front 242 :: circling overland
cabaret voltaire :: yashar
anne clark :: sleeper in metropolis
units :: digital stimulation
the monochrome set :: the monochrome set (i presume)
the wake :: patrol
wire :: the 13th
new order :: leave me alone

dj kali

coil :: heartworms
spk :: metal field
gary numan :: cars
jon foxx :: underpass [underpants!]
clock dva :: the hacker
skinny puppy :: assimilate
human league :: empire state human
tuxedomoon :: no tears
perverse teens :: la baboute
devo :: watch us work it
iggy pop :: the passenger
chrome :: in a dream
death in june :: to drown a rose [r]
the gun club :: sex beat

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