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dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 01.08.12

i'll 'fess up: i was not feeling well last night. i probably should have done the smart thing and skipped my shift, but i've never claimed to be that smart. so i stuck it out, feeling increasingly green and feverish until i handed things off to mr. dna, at which point things got better. for everyone. because the downside of not feeling well was that i wasn't terribly exiting or original in my choice of music, whereas mr. dna clearly had it goin' on. he steered the ship to safe harbour. i got seasick. [which is embarrassing, since i'm much more used to boats than he is.]

there is likely to be a slightly scheduling irregularity for the next caustic lounge, owing to some traveling i have to do for work. i'll update you as soon as i know more.

in the meantime, this is what you heard/ missed last night:

dj kali


killing joke :: unspeakable
hula :: ghost rattle
von magnet :: la onda
l.a. vampires: Berlin baby
life garden :: when the lion licks the sun 
muslimgauze :: descent with salim ahmad 
position parallele :: emission
danielle dax :: kernow
skinny puppy :: falling
die form :: autolise
martial canterel :: never wind
selofan :: muzik
fad gadget :: scapegoat
human league :: the path of least resistance 
nightmare lodge :: fugitive
liaisons dangereuses :: mystere dans la brouillard 
cocteau twins :: but I'm not 
virgin prunes: bau dachong 
the vanishing :: lovesick 
novy svet: en possession de te

mr. dna

gene moore :: carnival of souls (theme)
superchunk :: like a fool
interpol :: evil
les thugs :: waiting
pixies :: all over the world
pavement :: in the mouth a desert
numbers :: mind hole
my bloody valentine :: only shallow
pale saints :: time thief
the stone roses :: I am the resurrection 
ride :: seagull 
the who :: I can see for miles 
primal scream :: accelerator 
bauhaus :: silent hedges 
siouxsie & the banshees :: the killing jar 
the cure :: other voices 
the feelies :: loveless love 
sonic youth :: sunday 
fugazi :: turnover 
dinosaur jr :: feel the pain 
rem :: so. central rain 
neil young :: on broadway

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