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dj kali and mr. dna @ the caustic lounge 26.09.12

it was indeed a happy [post]birthday celebration for me and a big thank you to all who joined in [you know who you are]. you know what the best part is? we're doing this again next week! that's right, folks, because we missed our date at the beginning of september, we're doing two weeks in a row of caustic loveliness. and you're invited

for those who don't know what to expect... here's what we did last night, which doesn't necessarily have anything to do with what we'll do next week, but it might give you an idea, sort of. 

mr. dna
dom said that for my birthday, he was inspired to play songs that reminded him of me, which is really sweet. although, given that he played fishbone's "lyin' ass bitch", i'm kind of hoping not every song was for me...

david bowie :: sense of doubt
liars :: scissor
medicine :: aruca
my bloody valentine :: soon
television :: marquee moon
blondie :: (i am always touched by your) presence, dear
talking heads :: not in love
richard hell & the voidoids :: love comes in spurts
new york dolls :: looking for a kiss
the kinks :: all day and all of the night
the cramps :: the crusher
the sonics :: cinderella
big flame :: sink
the pop group :: we are all prostitutes
wire :: the 15th
gary numan :: we have a technical
frank alpine :: no exit
devo :: beautiful world
big black :: I can be killed
the screamers :: vertigo
black flag :: nervous breakdown
hüsker dü :: something I've learned today
we've got a fuzzbox and we're gonna use it :: love is the slug
bikini kill :: rebel girl
superchunk :: 100,000 fireflies
dinosaur jr :: in a jar
fishbone :: lyin' ass bitch
the fundamentals :: leaving me behind
the beatles :: for the benefit of mr kite


dj kali
these are a few of my favourite things... stuck with a pretty safe set of things that i just love to hear loud. i think that next week, i'll do an all-polka set or something...


laibach :: die liebe
death in june :: heaven street 
jesus lizard :: blockbuster
pop 1280 :: bodies in the dunes
controlled bleeding :: the fodder song
spk :: metal field
gelatinous citizen :: big sounds for happy cows
cabaret voltaire :: nag nag nag
the vanishing :: lovesick 
joy division :: shadow play 
chrome :: anorexic sacrifice
devo :: signal ready
gun club :: sex beat
siouxsie and the banshees :: nicotine stain
cabaret voltaire :: premonition [oops! didn't mean to play them twice, but i was having a conversation at the time and had a bit of a brain fart]
velvet underground :: heroin
minimal man :: big head
skullflower :: rotten sun
novy svet :: en possession de te

see you on wednesday, october 3rd at le cagibi- 9 'til 12!

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