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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 01.06.11

having the caustic lounge on the first of the month threw me a bit... like it snuck up on me. as a result, i have to say that this set was a little further off the cuff than i usually like to get. i think that both of us managed to cover a remarkable bit of ground in these sets, which i suppose can be seen as either exciting or maddeningly schizophrenic, depending on your aural perspective. hope that we managed to touch a chord and not a nerve with most.

the next caustic lounge will take place on july 6th, same time and same place. but not the same set lists, because that would just be silly.

mr. dna's undercover opus...

the residents :: it's a man's man's man's world
dive :: isolation
sukia :: me! i disconnect from you
silicon teens :: let's dance
zombie zombie :: nightclubbing
the monitors :: i desire
polysics :: my sharona
the vandals :: heigh ho
dickies :: paranoid
dinosaur jr :: just like heaven
pixies :: head on
melvins :: going blind
killdozer :: cinnamon girl
helmet :: army of me
siouxsie & the banshees :: helter skelter [peel sessions]
the slits :: I heard through the grapevine
muffs :: rock and roll girl
devo w/ neil young :: hey hey my my
bauhaus :: ziggy stardust
sonic youth :: rowche rumble
les thugs :: moon over marin
it's ok :: wishing
superchunk :: girl u want
lcd soundsystem :: jump into the fire

dj kali's unprepared remarks...

joy division :: no love lost
devo :: freedom of choice
einsturzende neubauten :: feurio
gelatinous citizen :: big sounds for happy cows
ultravox :: the thin wall
soft kill :: borders comfort
novy svet :: rosas rojas
simple minds :: today i died again
portion control :: chew ya to bits
motruo similis :: past time of the glamour charme
zola jesus + l.a. vampires :: searching
siouxsie & the banshees :: dear prudence [snuck one in]
tuxedomoon :: new machine
holger hiller :: konnigen
severed heads :: we have come to bless this house
suicide :: rocket usa
cabaret voltaire :: spread the virus
sanity plexus :: a boy can get scared
christian death :: romeo's distress
eyeless in gaza :: voice from the tracks
wovenhand :: his rest

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