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dj kali & mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 01.02.12

i'll admit that before we headed out to cagibi last night, i was mostly interested in sleeping. it wasn't exactly that i wasn't inspired, because i'd made a point of noting things that i'd wanted to play, but i was just so into the idea of having a nap that i didn't think i was going to make it through the night. and it's never good when the dj falls asleep and starts drooling on the mixer.

but once i was fortified with cider and a sammich, i became much more energised and by the time i sat behind the decks, i was raring to go. last night was one of those nights where i decided to play just about anything i felt like. and so i did. well, nothing too frightening, at least by my standards. it was, in general, a sort of "anything goes" kind of event. mr. dna had a lot less time to prepare than i did and so he simply let himself get guided by voices. and stout. luckily for both of us, people were willing to give us a pretty wide berth, which always equates to a fairly broad musical selection as we try to up our ante. and as our blood alcohol goes up.

thanks very much to everyone who showed up. your support over the time we've been doing this night has been nothing short of amazing. next month [march 7th] will be our one year anniversary, which makes me think that we should dream up something special to do, but really, it'll just be a treat to be able to play music we love for all of you. but we might think up something special, like holding a seance. or a dance contest. or having prizes for the best costume. or all of the above.

here's what went down last night:

dj kali "what's the worst that could happen?"

oh astro :: all my favourite
babyslave :: slow death
cosmetics :: black leather gloves [is that an appropriate band name for my set or what?]
november növelet :: glass
severed heads :: spittoon thud
novy svet :: todo por ti
scorn :: bear felt nowt
salem :: sick
lcx999 :: white ring
pete swanson :: remote view
clock dva :: the hacker
front 242 :: aggressiva
digital poodle :: nasty
led er est :: port isabel
t++ :: dig
spk :: twilight of the idols
muslimgauze :: myth and tyrants
chris & cosey :: one minute more [for those who missed my tweet, my iphone autocorrect really wanted to change this to "chris & cosby", which put all sorts of remix ideas in my head]
legendary pink dots :: the pleasure palace
novy svet :: en possession de te

mr. dna "whatevah, i do what i want"

sonic youth :: secret girl
november növelet :: street of broken dreams
wall of voodoo :: me and my dad
the cure :: pornography
harvey milk :: a small turn of human kindness
rapeman :: kim gordon's panties
fugazi :: reclamation
sebadoh :: mind meld
spacemen 3 :: rollercoaster
my bloody valentine :: sometimes
ride :: polar bear
pj harvey :: rub 'til it bleeds
the jesus lizard :: elegy
flipper :: life is cheap
shellac :: prayer to god
torche :: charge of the brown recluse
electric wizard :: wizard in black
nomeansno feat. jello biafra :: sharks in the gene pool
hüsker dü :: from the gut
halo of flies :: ballad of extreme hate
circle jerks :: red tape
minor threat :: filler
bad brains :: pay to cum
my dog popper :: (I lost my job to a guy named) gino
deja voodoo :: cheese & crackers
echo & the bunnymen :: do it clean
the slits :: earthbeat
public image ltd. :: the flowers of romance
pulp :: underwear
stereolab :: blue milk

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