The first rule of KAOS is: Nobody talks about KAOS. The second rule of KAOS is: There are no rules at KAOS. Playlists full of mostly punk rock cred and obscure one-offs, with random old-timey blues and the sporadic audiofeasts of time-encapsulated speech, their inconsistency is their only consistency. They have real live deejays, too – the kind who might consider Lone Star tallboys and cartons of Lucky Strikes payola bliss. South Austin only. (But they're too cool to care.)
