Guest Witches & Wizards

While the yellow silhouette of the golden morning sun stands out on the horizon and all life awakens, the penguin rubs his sleepy eyes and shakes its frozen plumage. He waddles slowly and deliberately, the cool water promisingly in front of him. 

After dunking his head under the surface, he feels an eerie feeling of refreshment. Quickened by this feeling, he makes his morning laps around the ice floes and waves to his comrades on the shore, who gradually start following him.

As Jupiter enters Pisces, we’re happy to present you our next down.cast by @kosh-a. It is full of fresh new sounds and if you listen closely, you can hear one or the other new release from us. Stay tuned!

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down.cast °46 mit kośa

That sunny morning in November, Hekske, the little witch, woke up under a glorious sunrise.  For the first time this year, temperatures had dropped below zero and the whole forest was covered under a mesmerizing layer of ice crystals.  Falke, the 9 year old witch apprentice, had once again snuggled under the moss blanket of the witch to keep warm.  Hekske was looking tenderly at the sleeping Falke, who had made tremendous progress during the 6 months since she decided to become a witch.  The girls had become very close, but both of them understood that one day they needed to part ways as Falke had to find a new forest for herself, in order to fulfil her lifelong mission to protect nature.  Unfortunately, apart from their home forest, there were no other forests of a decent size in this area.
At the first ray of sunlight, the witches got up and slipped into their immaculately white dresses.  A little later, both girls were sipping from a warm cup of herbal tea and their morning mood brightened up considerably when they realized it was the new moon day, which meant it was the day of their monthly excursion outside the witch’s forest.  They waited for the sun to warm everything up a bit, after which they took off and headed towards the northwest (it’s a little-known fact that witches don’t need a broom to fly).  This time it was a really short flight of only a few minutes.  After passing over the river Dender, they saw a gathering of people in the middle of a meadow.  Normally, witches avoid contact with humans, but this time the girls got intrigued and they discretely touched down behind a row of trees before mingling with the crowd.  Some people looked in surprise at the strange barefoot girls with their mesmerizing eyes and long white dresses, which was a pretty unusual sight in late November.  It soon became clear that these people were going to plant trees to give birth to a brand new forest covering 33 hectares in the valleys of two little streams, the Beverbeek and Kabbeek.
Soon the crowd started planting trees (a well-balanced mix of high-value endemic species like oak, beech and alder).  The enthusiastic volunteers of the independent organization ‘Natuurpunt’ had already dug the plant holes in the so-called ‘kloempen’ pattern, which are clusters of 25 trees.  The two barefoot witches also gave a helping hand.  They only planted one tiny oak tree, and it soon became clear that they had a unique way of doing things.  Before putting the sapling in the ground, they first held the tiny oak tree in their hands for a long time and softly whispered some magic spells.  And after its roots touched the soil, the tiny tree started to emit a soft pinkish glow, which was slowly pulsing like a faint heartbeat.  After a while, the surrounding trees started to glow as well, until all 25 trees of the ‘kloemp’ were pulsating in sync, as if they were sharing the same heartbeat.  The little witches decided that their presence was no longer needed and discretely left the scene and flew back to their home ‘Neigembos’ forest.  They turned back one last time , and saw from above that all the newly planted trees were now glowing and pulsing with the same heartbeat, which seemed to become stronger and stronger. Nature had finally started to find its way back…

Connect with the wizard :
https://soundcloud.com/matijaweiss

Tracklist :
1. Paul Traeumer - Akrocong
2. Kapchiz - Todo (Daniel Hokum)
3. Juliano Gomez - Rituales (AmuAmu Remix)
4. Mula(FR) - Raja Zouk
5. Zuma Dionys - Idols (The Oddness Remix)
6. Eternal Moment - Shaman
7. We Küyen - ERRE
8. Grotesque - Kaer Morhen
9. Matija - Super Elastic (Daniel Hokum Remix)
10. Soble - You Don’t Say (Lui Mafuta’s Can’t Remix)
11. Koudede - Alami (Mula edit)

Find out more about the tree planting action which will take place on the 21st of November 2021 to give rise to a new forest in Ninove, Belgium :
https://www.natuurpunt.be/agenda/boomplantactie-de-beverbeek-en-kabbeekvallei-deel-kabbeek-50210

Witchtape #108 | Guest Wizz : Matija

Dear Friends we are so happy to finaly present Najesh & Artišoko!
This is a dream we had for a long time and now we have it... The most epic set, from the most epic Duo!
This two girls are beyond introducing at this point, they represent so much of this dream we all live and share! Regaring this set of tracks... all we can say is that this is a true masterpiece...  It's just perfect, beautiful, unique, the flow and tempo, the magic is beyond words... We are in Heaven! 

Thank you dear Nadia and Naja, you will always be most special to us, for your art, your souls and all the beauty and magic you created since always... You are beyond epic! 

Sara and I wish everyone a beautiful Christmas with Love 

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Artwork @brownsword

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HABEAS CORPUS PROMO MIX

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HɅBEɅS CŎRPUS • Mixed by San Miguel @ Praia Do Submarino - Portugal

skarú likes to take chances when djing.
there is no set planned, only a rough idea for the next few tracks.
this leads to imperfection but as well to very special moments.

say hello to our friend @skaruu

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Hey friends,
i'm quite happy to welcome you back after a long summer-break, with a fantastic set mixed by Malü at 'Bass & Gebummel' an event near Mannheim, Germany.
It's not exactly super slow, but for sure really driving - i hope you'll enjoy it as much as i do.

Malü is a super-talented up-and-coming downtempo producer & dj and also performs live with his friend and percussionist in crime Kalypsoul. If you ever get the chance to see them live, check it out! If not, don't worry - you'll propably hear them online, as they started to release their music on various labels.
Find it https://soundcloud.com/maluinator

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driving slowly.. with Malü

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Release date: November 30th, 2022
Label: @cosmovisionrecords
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A mystery pirate princess invites you to sail on her ship, a real self-taught by an intrinsic feeling unique to piratess... Welcome to next journey ! On board my dear corsairs !!!
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C๏sʍ๏cast ★ 165 | Cardamine Pratensis | La Balancelle Des Abeilles

„Music guides us back into who we truly are.“

This time we are happy to present our friend @iris_anahata, who teamed up with @truenaturemusic for a spontaneous session. As they share their codes of light, take a deep breath and enjoy this slow world journey as you return into the depths of your being. 

"Der Jungbrunnen" (fountain of youth) is our platform to feature a following generation of talented artists from the neighbourhood and beyond.

Der Jungbrunnen ⛲ Iris Anahata & True Nature

☯︎ " To be or not to be " ☯︎

With ♥️ by @medi-zijn & @the-healing-boat 

& it`s all true... 🪐👽🧑🏼‍🚀

Te zijn of niet te zijn

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Te zijn of niet te zijn 🪐

We've invited our friend ThePocketDJ 60 years young and DJ’d with vinyl for a couple of years in his early days. He picked it up again 1.5 years ago. He loves playing at random unexpected places, without gear or pre-listening, unprepared and just in the flow. This 97BPM set came to birth under exactly these conditions.

Enjoyyyy 🎧

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That Escalated Slowly With The Pocket Dj

On a sunny day in February, Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) were flying over the green mountains of Sri Lanka. The witches had been sent by Lalita, the tree nymph and It was the first time the girls saw this stunning island. And the rolling hills were as beautiful as Lalita had described them. As the girls climbed higher and higher through the valley, the landscape gradually changed as the hills were now covered by bright green bushes. When they saw a girl in a long white dress waving at them, the witches decided to go and greet her. They gently touched down in the middle of the greenery, where they received a warm welcome hug by a teenage girl with a golden skin and sparkling black eyes. She introduced herself as Yohani, and showed the way to her little cottage in the middle of the tea plantation, where she prepared some delicious tea with fresh leaves from the estate. It was the first time Hekske and Falke drank tea, and it was the most exquisite beverage they had ever tasted. 
This place was a true garden of Eden, full with colorful flowers like hibiscus and bougainvillea, while the air was filled with the strong scent of spices like cinnamon and cardamom. And there were bird sounds everywhere, with babblers, bulbuls and drongos singing their most beautiful songs on this beautiful day.
In the late afternoon, Hekske and Falke noticed a flutter of crimson rose butterflies which were all flying in one particular direction. Yohani explained that these butterflies were doing their annual migration to Sri Pada, the sacred mountain. The girls decided to follow the butterflies and hours later they arrived at the foot of the towering mountain, which is also named ‘Samanala Kanda’ (or ‘mountain of the butterflies’). Yohani showed them the way to a pristine waterfall. According to the tradition, a ritual bath must be taken before ascending the mountain. This was easily the purest water they had ever felt on their skin and they took a long time before completing their natural bath. Then they were ready for the climb. In the moon-lit night sky they could see the towering silhouette 1800 meters above them. The path was very narrow, with steps being carved out in the rock. Yohani explained that there are 5500 steps to climb. Luckily there were many fire flies illuminating the steep path. The girls climbed for hours and hours, until they had reached the clouds where the air became very cold and damp. Meanwhile, the path had become narrower and steeper, while they climbed above the clouds. It was almost dawn, and the girls reached the summit when the very first ray of sunlight kissed the top of the mountain. There was a small temple with a mysterious footprint on the ground. It was clear that this was no ordinary footprint. It felt as if a man had come from the heavens and this was the place where he had set foot on planet earth for the first time. Yohani explained that this mountain is also named Adam’s Peak, as some people believe that Adam touched down from heaven on this mountain top. But other people think the footprint is from the Buddha or from Shiva.
Just at that moment Falke looked towards the west where a magical spectacle unfolded… the pyramid-shaped shadow of the mountain became visible on the clouds. It was a moment of pure awe, which was only interrupted when Yohani rang the big ceremonial bell. She explained that this bell needs to be rung by everybody who completes the pilgrimage to this sacred mountain, but there’s a catch : the pilgrimage can only be considered complete after returning home safely, so one is only allowed to ring this bell from the second ascent onwards. At that moment, Hekske and Falke promised to Yohani that they would come back for a new pilgrimage next year … and ring the bell of Sri Pada …

Connect with the artist :
https://soundcloud.com/madeesha-pathirage

Photo credits : Dmytro Buianskyi

Witchtape #164 | Guest Wizz : Madeesha Pathirage

It was February and nature was slowly awakening for the spring. Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) were making their daily inspection round of the forest, when a beech tree drew their attention. It was one of these trees which was being embraced by an ivy creeper. Hekske and Falke tuned in to the trees, which – as always - was a long process and it took over 2,5 hours. Then they got the message. So far, both the beech tree and the ivy enjoyed their close cohabitation, but now the tree was complaining that he was getting kinda suffocated by the creeper. After taking the request, Hekske asked permission from the ivy tree to do some emergency pruning. The creeper was very sorry for the discomfort and agreed to get pruned in order to help her friend. Falke ran to the central clearing and returned with a cheeky grin and with the pruning shears which a ranger had left behind a couple of years ago (actually, the very last ranger who had tried to enter the witch’s forest). The girls chuckled when they remembered how much fun it had been to chase the hapless ranger out of their forest. 
Hekske took the pruning scissors and cautiously started to cut into the beautiful ivy tree. She smiled when she found an empty nest with a perfect shape. This was clearly the nest of the dunnocks who managed to raise 3 chicks last summer. Then the little witch pruned the creeper close to the ground … where she saw something unusual, which she had never noticed before. Her heart skipped a beat when she realized it was a stone statue. At first it wasn’t clear how this statue looked like, but gradually – after chipping away some more leaves - it became clear that it was a statue of an angel … and strangely it appeared to be glowing softly. The witches had never seen such a thing and got very curious. Falke lovingly caressed the stone statue, and to her surprise it didn’t feel cold at all. On the contrary, it was very pleasant to touch. It felt like a living thing and after a few more caresses the statue started to emit a pulsating light, just like a heartbeat. Hekske and Falke watched this bewildering spectacle with great eyes, and were curious to find out what would happen next …


Connect with the artist : 
https://soundcloud.com/h_eder_a
https://www.instagram.com/h_eder_a/

Photo credits : Mojahata

Witchtape #165 | Guest Witch : Hedera

Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) finally arrived in Iceland, after a long, windy and icy flight over the North Atlantic Ocean. After touching down near the coast, the witches got a warm welcome by 3 Eldnorns (Icelandic fire witches) who had been waiting for them in the desolate landscape of solidified lava. Hekske and Falke were soaked to the bone and shivering from the cold, so they were absolutely overjoyed when the Eldnorns showed them the way to a hot spring. They all slipped out of their frozen dresses and waded into the hot water. Hekske immediately felt her frozen feet warm up, followed by her undercooled lower legs, then her thighs before dipping her whole body into the hot water. The heat came from all directions and gradually penetrated into the deepest parts of her body and soul. She opened her eyes, and saw that Falke had closed her eyes and had a blissful smile on her face. They stayed in the water for a really long time, until the eldest Eldnorn called them out of the water.
After drying their bodies and long hair, the Icelandic witch gave Hekske & Falke two Eldnorn dresses, which were white and long and with the typically fiery orange patterns at the bottom. Putting on an Eldnorn dress is always a very special ritual and the Flemish witches suddenly felt an unknown yet very pleasant force penetrate her body after donning this dress. 
After this ceremony, the girls took off and followed the Eldnorns in Northeastern direction, where they saw a column of thick black smoke in the distance. After coming closer, they realized there was a large fissure in the earth and lava was spewing out of the deepest depths over the full length of the crack. The girls looked in awe at this fiery spectacle, before the Icelandic witches flew away towards a little lake, where they gently touched down.
In a matter of seconds, the witches were surrounded by a thunder of dragons. Hekske and Falke looked in awe at these beautiful yet fearsome creatures. The Eldnorn witches explained that this used to be the group of Sigríður, the dragon tamer who sadly passed away a couple of years ago, after being a dragon master since the days of Snorri Sturluson, some 800 years ago. Since that day, the dragons had become a bit listless as they missed their mistress. But today, the dragons were in an ebullient mood, especially when Falke started to talk to them in a language which was completely unknown. The dragons looked at the little witch with sparkling eyes, and soon they sat in a circle around Falke, who calmly patted and caressed each and every dragon while whispering sweet words into their ears.
The Eldnorns were dumbfounded when looking at this spectacle. Since the passing of Sigríður, the dragons had never been in such a frisky mood. Apparently, they had found a new mistress. One of the Eldnorns flew away and came back a few minutes later with a black leather dress. She handed it over to Falke while explaining that this was Sigríður’s attire. Falke put on the dress, and to everybody’s amazement, it was a perfect fit (which is quite amazing giving the fact that Sigríður was really tall, while Falke is still pretty tiny). After she put on this dress, the dragons became even more lively and they all hugged and kissed Falke, trying their best not to scorch her by accident. The dragons were so enthusiastic that one of them took Falke on her back before taking off for a fun flight over the nearby volcanoes and glaciers. 
Finally the new dragon tamer had come …

Connect with the artist : 
https://soundcloud.com/weareeternalmusic

Photo credits : Ironika (Irina Alexandrovna)

Witchtape #166 | Guest Wizz : We Are Eternal

After staying for over a week in the ancestral village of Ishola (Hekske’s lover) on the misty slopes of the Ruwenzori Mountains, the witches kissed goodbye to their friendly hosts and continued their flight southwards, following their inner compass. Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) flew over a wide variety of breathtaking landscapes, like the Okavango delta and the thundering Victoria Falls (Mosi-oa-Tunya). 
While following the Limpopo River, they saw a breathtaking sunset unfold in the west… it was high time to land and find a safe place to spend the night. The witches saw no humans which meant the place was safe. They landed at the foot of a majestic tree, but didn’t have much time to savor the glorious sunset, as a few hungry lions were stealthily approaching them, observing the witches in their long white dresses from close quarter, preparing for a decisive lethal strike. But while looking at the witches, a feeling of tenderness took hold of the lionesses. Instead of attacking, they walked slowly into the direction of the girls, who started to talk with a soft voice to the queens of the jungle. This drew the attention of even more lions and soon they were all lying at the feet of the witches, and Falke played and frolicked with a bunch of lion cubs - who especially loved to play with the girl’s long blond hair (the hair of a young witch is of an indescribable softness). The leader of the pride welcomed the young witches and ordered the other animals to prepare a soft bed of grass for the exhausted girls. And soon the Flemish witches drifted into a blissful sleep in the middle of a circle of lions, whom had never ever experienced a similarly peaceful presence in the plains. 
After a deep, blissful sleep, the witches woke up just before sunrise. Falke quickly realized that the little fluffy thing she was holding tenderly in her arms, was actually a lion cub and when looking around, she saw a lioness watching the two of them with endearment … clearly the cub’s mom. Slowly it dawned to the girl that she had been sleeping in the middle of a circle of lions … easily the best possible protection in the African plains. Despite being far away from her home forest in North-Western Europe, the little witches felt absolutely at ease. They looked around and saw all these wonderful animals roaming on the plains : zebras, antelopes, giraffes and even a herd of elephants in the distance.
A bateleur eagle had spotted the witches and touched down in front of their feet. The girls understood that the bird wanted to take them somewhere and they kissed goodbye to their friends of the lion pride. The eagle flew straight to a nearby forest, and touched down in a clearing where a group of women were waiting for them. These were local witches, but they looked very different from European witches. They were all wearing colorful long clothes. The witches themselves had all kinds of skin colors, ranging from black, brown to white. When Falke said something in Flemish to Hekske, the local witches smiled and started to talk to them in the local Afrikaans language. Hekske and Falke couldn’t believe their ears … this language sounded just like Flemish, but with a more expressive intonation and some funny expressions. They never expected that witches from this part of the world would speak the same language as them. After the welcome hug, the African witches gave an energetic welcome dance, which they would soon teach to their European guests. This place had such a beautiful energy …

https://soundcloud.com/leepdias

Photo credits : Theodore Mattas

Witchtape #167 | Guest Wizz : LEEP

For the fourth time in two years time, Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the 10-year old witch apprentice) flew eastwards, all the way to the mighty Dnipro river. It was early April and the temperatures were very mild and pleasant. Then they saw their friend Mriya (Мрія) waving at them in the middle of a flowery meadow. Mriya was 14 years old now, and she had grown a lot since their last visit. To Hekske and Falke’s surprise, Mriya greeted them with 3 kisses on the cheek, and wished them a happy Easter. She proudly showed them her easter basket, which was made from willow branches and covered with a white towel, which was beautifully embroidered in yellow and blue patterns. Mriya explained that this towel was made by her great-grandmother over 100 years ago. She explained that she was expecting visitors from all over Ukraine. Soon afterwards, another witch arrived and they all welcomed her with 3 kisses on her cheek. Her name was Vesna and she came from the woods around Mount Hoverla in the west. She had brought some small bottles with colorful dyes : violet from the bark of an elderberry bush, yellow from the flowers of the woadwaxen, gold from onion skins, etc..
Soon afterwards, another witch arrived from the east. She had flown all the way from the scenic valley of the Oskil river.  A little later, another witch flew in from the north but after that it was a long wait for the witch of the South. Finally, a young witch flew by and gently landed on the fairy meadow. She had come all the way from the Valley of Ghosts. And she was not alone as she was accompanied by a sweet-looking animal. The witches were elated when they realized this was the raccoon which was stolen from this area some 1,5 years ago. The lively animal was very happy to be back home again, and soon the raccoon was frolicking with all the witches, and rolling over from joy.
Now that all witches had arrived, Mriya put some eggs on the table while Vesna opened the bottles with the colorful dyes. The local witches knew exactly what to do, applying hot wax on the eggs before scrathing and dying them in elaborate colorful patterns. Many of these patterns had been passed on from witch to witch for centuries. These decorated eggs were called ‘pysanky’.
Vidma, the witch from the northern plains had another method to decorate the eggs, which she did by coating eggs with bee wax and covering them with beads in vivid colorful patterns. This kind of easter eggs were called ‘biserky’.
Hekske and Falke truly enjoyed the typically Slavic cosy atmosphere of the Easter celebrations. And after nightfall, they lit a bonfire, sang spellbinding age-old witch’s songs and they performed folk dances around the fire until well past midnight. 
This was easily the cosiest Easter Hekske and Falke had ever experienced…

Connect with the artist : 
https://soundcloud.com/enmaniguada

Photo credits : Dobra Kobra

Witchtape #168 | Guest Witch : Enmaniguada

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Welcome to the KUSUF Podcast Series !

From dusk til dawn. I invite you to deep dive into darkness & light. A journey through emotions. Dance and struggle in the swamp with me. There’s only one rule in the jungle…

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KUSUF#25 Temple Tears - Watch your Step

Witches are the guardians of the forests.  We're not evil or dark, just a bit shy.  And even surprisingly sweet and kind... as long as you respect the forest.

Art project of Hekske ('Little Witch' in my native Flemish language).
Founded on the 22nd of January 2017

Avatar and wallpaper by Ironika (Irina Alexandrovna)

Witchtape #108 | Guest Wizz : Matija

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