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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 29.09.11

yes, we're doing two weeks in a row of caustic goodness... feast your eyes [if not your ears] on week #1. you can always plan for how you're going to make it to cagibi for week #2...

mr. dna's double yr pleasure special ::

talking heads :: psycho killer
talking heads :: found a job
the fall :: new big prinz
the fall :: rowche rumble
pixies :: planet of sound
pixies :: in heaven
numbers :: mind hole
numbers :: funny but sad
stereolab :: retrograde mirror form
stereolab :: ping pong
wire :: mannequin
wire :: mercy
fugazi :: waiting room
fugazi :: cassavetes
nomeansno :: i am wrong
nomeansno :: metronome
the damned :: i just can't be happy today
the damned :: lively arts
devo :: beautiful world
devo :: sloppy
dead kennedys :: jock o rama
dead kennedys :: let's lynch the landlord
the cramps :: domino
the cramps :: i wanna get in your pants
fishbone :: party at ground zero
fishbone :: aids & armageddon

dj kali's wistfully random and strangely personal maxi-set [doubtless i'm banned from closing the night, since i obviously don't know when to say when in any context and went on an hour past when i was supposed to, but no one stopped me, so it's kind of ok, as long as you're not one of the people who was thinking they were getting off work at a specific time...]


coil :: be careful what you wish for
drahomira song orchestra :: came out of the earth
colin newman :: alone
the cramps :: goo goo muck
kip tyler :: she's my witch
siouxsie & the banshees :: israel
death in june :: to drown a rose
lassigue bendthaus :: velocity life
ultravox :: the thin wall
depeche mode :: ice machine
devo :: mongoloid
xeno & oaklander :: cold forever
download :: sigesang
venetian snares :: ongyilkos vasarnap
pimentola :: black globe
o paradis :: desnuda
deutsch nepal :: rapist park junction
esplendor geometrico :: bismi ilah
killing joke :: unspeakable
sleep chamber :: el topo
boyd rice and daniel miller :: cleanliness and order
attrition :: this girl called harmony
november novelet :: shouts of joy
reload :: mosh
clock dva :: nyc overload
derniere volonte :: ami
sol invictus :: hedda gabler
novy svet :: en possession de te

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