Listening while nestled in the mountains of Nelson, thinking of you dear foxy sister <3  you are here, like the sounds of the eagles above my head <3

Thank you so much, this set on repeat is healing my soul 💕

"Come a little bit closer..." ✨🙏🏼💞🦋💞🙏🏼✨

We all know this moment, you are lying in bed with a loved one and the world stands still.

You put on some music to set the scene for rising temperatures under the sheets…

The set you put on suddenly brings you out of rhythm, but getting up to skip the track is no longer an option.

We have been scouting for the perfect Sunday morning sets for quite a while already and while "Eigentlich heissen wir Klaus" & "Mattmosphere" have been steady suppliers of them for us, we also developed the idea of asking befriended artists to record one hour of music, to which they like to stay in bed with a loved one.

It's an intimate ask, but most of them said yes.

For Cuddle Cast #34 we asked @bretfast from the beautiful Taunus region to create a journey for us and he made the perfect trip for sunny summer Sundays in bed. 

So grab your special person, get cosy, press play and be ready to let the love birds fly.

Cuddle Cast # 34 - bretfast

Here is the recording of the liveset I played at cosy festival last Sunday! I am so happy I decided to hit record on this occasion, which I rarely do with live sets, but I had the feeling, like this one could be special and it was! It was such a huge joy to close this stage for the festival with the cutest crowd ever. I just felt a calm and warm joy with everyone happily wobbling to the downtempo flow, like everyone is taking deep happy breaths. It was exactly that deeply heartfelt energy I am missing on dance floors these days so often. So I am mega happy to have captured it and am able to share this with you guys. Its some old tunes, some new tunes, I hope you like it never the less <3


Iorie Live In Concert @ Cosy Festival, July 2025

Horde, Génie Act 7
05.07.25 @ Cabaret Sauvage, Paris
w/ Saraabb, Nico Stojan and Antaares
 
Thank you so much @hordeparis for the invitation 💜

📸 by Lily Delanuit

maaje I Horde, Génie Act 7 I Cabaret Sauvage, Paris I 05.07.25

Seebühne 29.07.25

1. okuma - Kalkutta
2. okuma - Urmel
3. okuma - Moon n Tides
4. okuma - In the Garden
5. okuma - Meditation
6. makeke - Unreleased
6. okuma - Trop Invers
7. okuma - Garnatxa
8. okuma - La Fou
9. makeke - Onyon
10. okuma - Bois Jolie
11. okuma - Shalu
12. makeke - Yeah But Naa...
13. makeke - Unreleased
14. okuma - Gato Negro
15. makeke - Unreleased

makeke | Seebühne Fusion 2o25

That cool morning in July, Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the witch apprentice) woke up in their home forest in Flanders. As it was raining, they were not in a hurry to get up and lazily huddled together under their moss blanket until the sky cleared. After preparing some herbal tea, the girls suddenly got into a flying mood. This was quite strange, as witches normally only fly out on full moon days to participate in a witch coven. Anyway, Hekske and Falke decided to surrender to their deeper instincts and took off from a clearing in the forest. As always, the witches knew they would reach their destination by simply following their inner compass.
This time, they were heading eastwards and soon they were flying over the rolling hills of the Eifel mountains. Soon afterwards, the girls felt they had reached their destination and gently touched down near the edge of a forest, where they were welcomed by a skulk of red foxes. Hekske and Falke hugged and kissed all the playful foxes.
The vixens and their female cubs led the witches to a forested hill named ‘Kesselchen’ where they found an old cauldron. Sara, the eldest vixen, explained that this kettle had belonged to Antonia, a witch who had protected the foxes during the Middle Ages. This cauldron is being used once a year during the annual vixens ceremony, which was due today. The witches took the kettle with them, while the foxes showed them the way through the dark and misty forest. They stopped near a pond with a mirror-like quiet surface.  The vixens all jumped into the water without hesitation, while Hekske and Falke slipped out of their immaculately white dresses and waded into the cool water. Foxes rarely take a bath, but when they do, they show their most playful side. Sara explained that this is a holy pond in which the vixens take a bath only once a year, on this holy day.
After getting out of the water and patiently drying their fur until it was shiny and fluffy, Sara filled the cauldron with crystal-clear water from a nearby well (Brünnchen).
The vixens continued trotting to the venue of the ceremony. The route was like a pilgrimage and followed exactly the same path for centuries, passing many holy places, like a row of 8 tall oak trees named ‘Hocheichen’, and a hill named ‘Flugplatz’ where they were welcomed by a kettle of sparrow hawks. On each of these stages, more foxes joined the procession until the group had grown to over 100 vixens.
They went down to a valley where they reached their destination : a dark forest named ‘Fuchsröhre’ (fox hole). This is the holiest of holy places for the vixens. The forest is dominated by ‘Antoniabuche’, a giant 500 year-old beech tree. The foxes led Hekske and Falke to the tree, and when the girls touched its bark, they could feel the loving and caring energy of Antonia. And they also got visions of the recipe of a magic potion. Like in a trance, Falke told the vixens to find all ingredients, which included raspberries and black berries. The foxes found all berries, mushrooms and spices. The vixens looked in awe while the witches patiently prepared the magic potion. And after the brew had cooled down, all the female cubs were allowed to lap up a few drops while the elder witches sang some age-old songs. This was their coming-of-age ceremony and now the cubs duly belonged to the sisterhood of vixens. 
After this solemn ceremony, all foxes showed their most exuberant side and started to cheer and dance until late into the night. The witches felt the playful and ebullient energy of the vixens and joined the ecstatic dance. 
This truly was the most magical night of the year …

Connect with the artist : 
https://soundcloud.com/tobi-alain

Photo credits : grusgrus444

Story written by Hekske on the 27th of July 2025

Witchtape #195 | Guest Wizz : Down from another Town

Somewhere nestled in the mountains, where the robins song wraps us in stillness, tears of gratitude form new rivers, sounds are carried over oceans within the winds of connection, the morning sun rises and we meet in a pocket. A pocket of paradise and change. A pocket of love and of unbelievably familiar hearts.   

BC it felt more like a returning than a first time visit.  I look forward to the day we re-meet again.   

To all you special ones (iykyk), you’ve enriched my life more than words can ever describe. To the depths of my being and beyond, thankyou and I love you. 

that ‘last track’ cuddle, cry and sing will stay with me forever. 

#noweddingbangers 

mastering: mømø

tfu at waj

It was the full moon day of August, and the weather couldn’t have been more perfect. After some good rains during the last few weeks (ending a long dry spell), the forest was fresh and green once again, and summer flowers were blooming everywhere. There were even some penny buns popping up at the foot of some trees.
Normally, Hekske (the little witch) and Falke (the witch apprentice) always fly to a witch coven on all full moon days. But strangely, they didn’t feel any urge to fly on that sunny day. It was clearly a sign that mother earth wanted the witches to celebrate the full moon in their home forest. The girls decided to visit Lalita, the nymph who is protecting the little oak tree which is destined to become the future mother tree of the forest. 
The witches always love to listen to the stories of Lalita’s epic 3-year journey from the rainforest of the Malay peninsula all the way to this forest in Flanders. This time she told many stories about her long odyssey through the Arabian desert, wandering from oasis to oasis and especially savoring the stunning starry skies every night. 
The witches were so spellbound by Lalita’s stories, that they hadn’t noticed that the sun was already going down. It was high time for their evening bath in the nymph’s pond, which was dug by the clan of badgers who live in a circular sett underneath the future mother tree. As tree nymphs never go further than 300 steps away from the tree they are protecting, the forest animals have done their best to make Lalita’s life as comfortable as possible.
The girls slipped out of their immaculately white dresses and waded into the cool water. It is always a lovely sight to see Falke’s shiny blond hair, Hekske’s long brown hair and Lalita’s raven black hair just above the mirror-like water surface, before dipping under water.
When they resurfaced a few minutes later, Falke spotted the rising moon over the Southeastern horizon. The girls were instantly spellbound, as the silver white moon was brighter and clearer than ever. It made Lalita think back to the sultry starry nights in the middle of the Arabian deserts. 
The girls dipped under water again and lazily floated around, until they noticed that the moon was hovering above their heads. The soft light was reflecting in Falke’s blue, Hekske’s green and Lalita’s dark brown eyes. The moon descended even further, until she was hanging just one foot above the water surface, right in the middle of the 3 girls. They had never seen the moon from this close, and it felt as if they were floating in space, surrounded by the moon, the planets and the milky way. They lost all sense of space and time and just felt the strong and loving energy of the universe. The girls were so mesmerized that it was impossible to tell whether this precious moment lasted for minutes or hours.
After what seemed like an eternity, the girls slowly returned to their senses and felt the water touching their skin again. When they opened their eyes, they saw they were back in the nymph’s pond. And the moon? She was back in the sky again, shining brightly with a soft silver-white light and getting ready for a new cycle …

Connect with the artist : 
https://soundcloud.com/iris_anahata
Performed at the Musence Portal at the Hive Festival.

Photo credits : Ironika (Irina Alexandrovna)

Story written by Hekske on the 10th of August 2025


Witchtape #196 | Guest Witch : Iris Anahata

Welcome to another dip into the fountain of youth, this time guided by @mariaundjoseph

Maria & Joseph are a DJ/producer duo from Frankfurt who have been exploring music and life together since 2019. Their sound moves fluidly between deep, slow soundscapes and driving midtempo grooves, often blending heavily pitched-down elements with slow, bass-driven rhythms.

In this mix, they invite you on a journey from dreamy melodies to pulsating beats — a sonic ride through their unique musical world. Buckle up and enjoy the flow.

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"Jungbrunnen" (fountain of youth) is our platform to feature the next generation of exciting artists from the neighborhood and beyond.

Der Jungbrunnen ⛲️ Maria & Joseph

deep RAF Camora x Bonez MC Dancehall type Beat morgen weg (prod. Tim House)

FOREVER 150bpm

tfu at waj

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