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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 06.07.11

ah, the first wednesday of the month, time to let my hair down [which i can't do anymore, since dom helped me cut it all off] and inflict my musical taste on the assembled masses [masses being relative]. tonight's playlist featured an abundance of fuzz from mr. dna and  an abundance of technical issues from myself. thanks to all those who came out, we look forward to seeing you again in august.

dj kali & mr. dna "au naturel"


dj kali on the wheels of rusting steel

the pop group :: she is beyond good and evil
the stranglers :: get a grip on yourself
oto :: blue arrow
chrome :: you've been duplicated
[this unfortunately started skipping like a school girl with a new jump rope, which led me to slam on the first thing my hand came in contact with, which was...]
the danse society :: my heart skipped another beat
annie anxiety :: turkey girl
portion control :: chew ya to bits
maska genetik :: ernste stunde
the residents :: blue rosebuds
shockheaded peters :: blue rosebuds
[aw, you see what i did there? playing the original and then the completely unrecognisable cover? it would have been awesome except that there was a problem with one of the cables and all the audience heard was a wall of static, so tech support had to come and frig around with the cables until a track that i didn't intend on playing at all suddenly came on and that was...]
these immortal souls :: marry me [lie! lie!]
xiu xiu :: ceremony
sleep chamber :: the light pours out of me
sol invictus :: looking for europe
zero kama :: prayer of zos
coil :: ostia
death in june :: only europa knows
the monitors :: loch ness
novy svet :: en possession de te

so yeah, the final track was something i intended on doing, which was closing with the track that i've always used for closing [in the last few years], because i hadn't done it in a couple of months.

and then there was...

mr. dna's "there will be fuzz" mega-crunchy guitar set

sonic youth :: the simpsons main theme
future of the left :: adeadenemyalwayssmellsgood
girls against boys :: super-fire
vaz :: elastik-c
torche :: charge of the brown recluse
love & rockets :: motorcycle
grinderman :: no pussy blues
jon spencer blues explosion :: dissect
the white stripes :: ball & biscuit
the cramps :: garbageman
the dik van dykes :: lazlo
deja voodoo :: my girlfriend
dinosaur jr :: forget the swan
superchunk :: swallow that
eric's trip :: frame
ride :: taste
gang of four :: to hell with poverty ("return the gift" version)
shellac :: didn't we deserve a look at you the way you really are
sebadoh :: brand new love
flipper :: I saw you shine
slint :: rhoda (ep version)
sonic youth :: the diamond sea (full version)

Comments

You look beautiful, love the lips! LMAO@ your photo bomber!
flora_mundi said…
I could not stop giggling at that photo when I saw it on my camera. I'm just glad he let me use it... the lipstick is Hibiscus by Mac, from their "Surf Baby" collection. I was planning on doing a post on looks using coral shades... Now I'm hoping to get Dom to photobomb all of them...
Grunting Monkey said…
some of these songs do bring back good old days....
stranglers - had first 45 promo of theirs that i stole from college entertainment director's office - tie-dyed - 'Grip on yourself" b-side "hangin around"

saw sleep chamber at man ray's in boston circa 1990 - quite a show...

sol invictus, yes, coil, current 93 and so on...
ironic johnn balance died losing his balance - i guess he and sleazy are hanging our somewhere in the astral plane

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