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TECH CLUBBERS PODCAST W/ LISA DEM

Born in Siberia, Lisa was growing up involved with music constantly, beginning from her parent's authentic and diverse musical influence, later she's been playing violin around 16 years in total, first in the music college orchestra and after - in a folk rock band Veter Oseni, until she moved to Europe and got passionate about electronic music, raving and DJing, starting mixing Deep House, but then moved to Techno. In her mixes she raises energy combining tracks of various techno styles, such as Hypnotic, Ambient Techno and Break beats.

TRACKLIST:
ASC - The Certainty Of Tides [ Silent Season ]
Forest Drive West - Block Nine ( K onduku Remix ) [ Midgar Records ]
Burial - Near Dark
Shinedoe - Ahimsa [ MTM Records ]
Peter Van Hoesen - Oscar’s Blood [ Time to Express ]
VC-118A - Lost [ Delsin Records ]
Shinedoe - Redraw All Senses [ Axis Records ]
Overmono - Quadraluv 
Fabrizio Lapiana - Kura [ Attic Music ]
Sigha - Down [ Token Records ]
Eric Cloutier - Raxeira [ Wolfskuil Ltd ]
Sansibar - Absence Of Being [ EMO ]
Shinedoe - System [ MTM Records ]
Marco Shuttle - Qatarsi [ Spazio Disponibile ]
Ø [Phase] - Espresso ( Mezzanine Version ) [ Token Records ]
Sansibar - Meri ( Unreleased )
Rod Modell - Jade [ TRESOR ]
Sepehr - Unfold Your Myth [ SPE:C Records]
Donato Dozzy - Duetto [ TRESOR ]
p.leone - Never Alone [ E-Missions ]
Rod Modell - Ito [ TRESOR ]
Dasha Rush - Acid Curve [ Fullpanda Records ]
Surgeon & James Ruskin - Sound Pressure, Pt. 3 [ Dynamic Tension ]
Finn & India - F.U.R.L

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Contact: elisaveta.dem@gmail.com

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Witchtape #51 | Guest Wizz : Disfunctional Disco

(Story continued from Witchtape #45)
The little witch was already flying for countless hours over an endless desert, steadily following her inner compass into South/South-Eastern direction.  She was starting to feel tired from all that flying.  Her head grew heavy and her sight grew dim.  She had to stop for the night.  Luckily, she was nearing the other side of the desert as she spotted a few shrubs in the distance.  After a while, she saw some patches of grass and a few beautiful giant trees as she flew over the African savanna.  On her right side there was a breathtaking sunset unfolding… it was high time to land and find a safe place to spend the night.  The witch saw no humans which meant the place was safe.  She 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 her, observing the witch from close quarter, preparing for a decisive lethal strike.  But while looking at the witch, a feeling of tenderness took hold of the lionesses.  Instead of attacking, they walked slowly into the direction of the girl, who started to talk with a soft voice to the queens of the savanna.  This drew the attention of even more lions and soon they were all lying at the feet of the witch, while she played and frolicked with a bunch of lion cubs - who especially loved to play with the girl’s long hair (the hair of a young witch is of an indescribable softness).  The leader of the pride welcomed the young witch and ordered the other animals to prepare a soft bed of grass for the exhausted girl.  And soon the little witch drifted into a blissful sleep in the middle of a circle of lions, whom had never ever experienced a similarly peaceful presence in the savanna… (to be continued in Witchtape #52)

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Photo credits : Илона Матюшкина (aka Lunaanoli)

Fun contest : who is the first to recognize the American Rock Classic of which a few phrases of the lyrics have been ripped into the story? :)

Witchtape #51 | Guest Wizz : Disfunctional Disco

Witchtape #52 | Guest Wizz : Louis de Sentenac

(Story continued from Witchtape #51)
After a deep, blissful sleep, the little witch woke up just before sunrise.  She quickly realized 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 savanna.  Despite being far away from her home forest in North-Western Europe, the little witch felt absolutely at ease.
Soon time had come to say goodbye to the friendly pride of lions and continue to fly into South/South-Eastern direction.  The girl flew over a wide variation of breathtaking landscapes, while the savanna gave way to forests and lakes and marshlands.  At one point, she saw several columns of black smoke rising up from the edge of a forest.  When she came closer, she realized the fires had been lit by humans in a deliberate effort to destroy the forest.  The little witch burst into tears at the sight of this senseless destruction.  Yet she followed her inner compass and continued to fly southwards, over a vast lush green forest.  The European girl had never seen such an immense forest, which was way bigger than all the forests of her homeland combined.  It was lush and green and full of majestic trees.  After flying over this rainforest for nearly one hour, the witch felt how her heart started to throb faster as her inner compass indicated that she was nearing her destination…
(To be continued)

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Witchtape #52 | Guest Wizz : Louis de Sentenac

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Witchtape #71 | Guest Wizz : HΛKÏM

(Story continued from Witchtape #70)
After taking off from the slopes of Mount Hermon, the little witch flew in southern direction for a long, long time, guided by an Arab teenage witch who knew exactly where they were heading for.  The vegetation underneath them gradually became sparser until finally they were flying over an endless desert, while the scorching heat became almost unbearable.  She was relieved when they reached a majestic mountain range where temperatures were bearable and the desert made place for some patches of vegetation here and there.  A little later they dived into a narrow canyon which looked like a garden of Eden, and gently touched down in the middle of lush green surroundings at the foot of a cascade of waterfalls.  The witch could never have imagined that there were such beautiful green spots on the Arabian peninsula.  But she didn’t have much time to savor the splendid nature as she was soon surrounded by 7 ebullient little girls in long white dresses, who were dancing and yelling from joy after seeing the European witch.  All the girls had long and shiny black hair, and sparkling black eyes.
The teenage Arab witch explained that these little girls were all the witch-apprentices and that she – at age 14 – was the oldest witch on the peninsula.  This came as a surprise for their visitor, as witches tend to be much older in Europe, sometimes 500 years or more.  She quickly realized that Arabia is the land of the future, with a  vibrant, talented and very young population.  All the girls knew they wanted to become witches, but there was nobody to teach them as there were no elder witches on the peninsula.  
So the little witch spent many hours with the girls, teaching them about the non-violent nature of witches and the strict prohibition of black magic, and most of all, the unconditional love and dedication to mother nature and planet earth.  And she taught the girls their very first secret spell.  When sunset was nearing, they all took a bath in a beautiful natural pond with crystal clear water which had been carved out in the bedrock by a little stream.  All the girls were happy they could finally cool down from the sweltering heat.  And after that cleansing bath, all the girls got dressed in long black clothes and head scarf.  Now they were ready for their very first mission, while looking down to a dusty town in the distance.  Until a few decades ago, it was still a pleasant green oasis but now all the trees had been cut down to make place for buildings, turning the town into a hot, polluted and unpleasant place.
But all that was to change in a few hours’ time.  All the little witches were holding a pouch with a precious load of palm tree seeds.  When everybody was asleep, the girls sneaked into town, gently planting the seeds at the most suitable places before uttering the magic spell they had learned earlier that day.  
The next morning, the city dwellers couldn’t believe their eyes.  The whole town was full with beautiful palm trees, giving shadow to the people and purifying the polluted air.  The children ran on the streets and played and danced under the trees.  From the first day onwards, it was clear that a cool microclimate had settled over the area and everybody realized that the dusty town had turned into a pleasant green oasis once again.  And all the inhabitants swore that they would protect the trees and even plant many more trees in a circle around the town, making this place a green paradise in the middle of the Arabian desert…

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Witchtape #71 | Guest Wizz : HΛKÏM

(School trip continued from Witchtapes #46, 47 and 63)

Our bus was slowly crawling on the bumpy highway from Dresden to Berlin (which had been constructed in the Nazi-era and hadn’t seen much repairs since then).  The slow speed was due to a suspension failure which couldn’t be repaired in communist East-Germany so we just hobbled towards Berlin, with even the primitive Trabant cars overtaking us.  But the Belgian school girls on the bus didn’t mind the slow speed and we were all in an excellent mood after a very pleasant 2 day stay in Dresden.  The shockingly awkward crossing of the Wartha-Herleshausen border checkpoint and the eerie misty night in the ghost town Erfurt 3 days ago were already long forgotten and we were all looking forward to our stay in Berlin, or rather East-Berlin as the town was still divided into a (capitalist, democratic) Western half and a (communist, totalitarian) Eastern half, with both sides hermetically separated by the infamous Berlin Wall.  Back then (and mainly because of the division of the city), Berlin must have looked pretty sleepy in comparison with the vibrant, thriving, artistic city it became after the reunification of Germany.
Like Dresden, East-Berlin was full of friendly people and we chatted quite a lot (in our broken German) with the local youth, demolishing for good our prejudices about brainwashed broken-spirited people on the other side of the Iron Curtain.  Yet, there were also some awkward moments, like our visit to the telecommunication tower at the Alexanderplatz.  It was dusk time and from the observation platform we could see the sharp separation between both halves of the City, with West-Berlin bathing in light while  East-Berlin was plunged into near-complete darkness… everything was scarce in the communist East, also electricity.
After returning to the hotel, we went to the bar and ordered a beer.  So far, all foods and beverages which we consumed in East-Germany were absolutely dreadful, so I didn’t expect much of this pint of beer.  The name of the beer was ‘Budweiser’ but luckily this brew had nothing to do with the watery American substance with the same name.  On the bottle I could read that this beer came from the town of Budweis (České Budějovice) in Czechoslovakia (now in the Czech Republic) and the taste was absolutely fabulous … probably the best non-Belgian beer in the world.  And this beer was not only tasty, it had also a magic effect on my German language skills (despite drinking only one bottle) and for the first (and last and only) time of my life I was capable to have fluent conversations in German with some locals.  It was our last evening in the communist world and we were really having a great time.  One of my roommates even got so much carried away that she briefly smuggled a Czechoslovakian schoolboy into our hotel room.  Despite (or thanks to) the fact that we couldn’t communicate (he only spoke Czech … or was it Slovak?), he was a real cutie … but it was clear that things were maybe getting a bit too cozy in the East and it was time to go home …
The next day, we crossed Checkpoint Charlie into West-Berlin and – after the bus got the much-needed repairs – we headed back to Belgium, leaving behind the mystifying parallel world on the other side of the Iron Curtain.  Little did we know that only a short time later, the Wall would suddenly collapse and Berlin would finally rise from the ashes …

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https://soundcloud.com/lars_neubert

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